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Topic: Enter (02/27/06)
TITLE: Unauthorized Entry
By Carol Adams
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In Nebraska, and probably in other parts of the country as well, we have these filthy, dusty little moths called, “millers”. If you touch them, they leave a dusty residue on curtains, blinds, and windows. They spot up the trim around windows. They hide in cracks and crevices and then find their way into homes. They love to nest in Russian Olive trees when full-grown, and are quite sensitive to loud noises. If one slams a car door or slams cabinets in the house, they will come out in the day swarming everywhere.
The only time you see them is early summer. They take us by surprise. We do not know that they have arrived until we turn the light on in the house. As soon as the light is turned on, there is an army buzzing the light. Since they are so dirty, their residue comes off, when one tries to swat at them. So the best solution, to rid your home of these pesky creatures, is to take a bowl of soapy water and hold it under the light. I am not sure whether it is the bubbles of soap that reflect off the light, but one by one they drop into the water and die. Nevertheless, this procedure is followed for approximately two to three weeks and then quite mysteriously they are gone for another year.
About 15 years ago, we lived in an old farmhouse surrounded by trees. The winter was mild without much cold. A great breeding time for millers, and this year was by far the worst for the infestation.
We came home from working on the farm, turned on the light and the swarm came out of nowhere. There were hundreds of them. We armed ourselves with bowls of soapy water as if on a mission to rid our world of these little moths. Our intent was to annihilate!
It is one thing to work hard all day farming and then come home for peace and quiet, walk in, and have to do battle with millers! After supper, we went to bed. We chose not to turn on the light in our bedroom because we knew what the scenario would be if we did.
We both went to sleep and, somewhere, between deep sleep and conscious sleep, I was awakened by little feet and wings crawling in my nose! It was the most terrifying thing to have something enter you without knowing it initially. I could not breathe, and my gasps for air only sucked the little creature deeper into my nasal passage.
I woke up my husband and told him what was happening and that something had
entered my nose and was crawling in it. He laughed and told me, “You are dreaming, there isn’t anything in there, go back to sleep!” [Just where are those dear husbands when you need them to support you when you are crazed by a bug!]
I knew I had to get him out as he was going deeper into my nose. It is the most uncomfortable feeling to have little legs and wings hitting your nose hairs! I decided to blow my nose, but nothing came out. Then my dear husband who is obviously enjoying this ridiculous sight begins to laugh at me. I am freaking out while he is enjoying this anxiety attack!
The last solution I had was to pinch the one side where he wasn’t, and blow my nose hard where he was at. I did, and out comes this wet crunched-up miller. My husband stops laughing because obviously he thinks I was putting a show on for him when to his
dismay a long brown moth emerges from my nose!
We can only assume that Mr. Miller must have been crawling on my face and I was probably snoring when Mr. Miller got sucked into my nose. I am sure it surprised him as much as it did me. He entered my nose, not by choice, but by force.
You know what the kicker is – my husband. He said, “I guess you were telling the truth.” I said to him, “You must be crazy to think that I would go through this insanity for nothing!”
Mr. Miller was only looking for a dark place to bed down that fateful night. He did not bargain for my snore, nor did I bargain for his entry into my nose!
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