I was having trouble falling asleep, so came out into the living room to watch The Daily Show and continue my re-reading of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Rupert seemed to be interested in something--perhaps his favorite toy, the Milk Carton Ring--so I came over to join in the fun.
And I saw it. A big fat American cockroach, on its back, waving its little feet in the air.
I am soooooo creeped out. Somehow, knowing that the exterminator visits the building regularly (signup sheet is in the mail area) and even seeing a few dead roaches in the basement didn't bring it home. No, it took a live bug on the living room floor.
Now a dead bug, lying swaddled in kleenexes in the trash.
Rupert is rather disappointed.
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