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In addition to defending the house from crickets, Sasha also probably saved me from getting stung by a wasp the other day! The stage for this story is set, once again, in the bathroom where I'm getting ready in the morning (do we see a pattern emerging here?). Sasha was already in there, as usual, since it's fairly warm now and he likes to sleep on the cool tile. But he wasn't sleeping. As I bumbled around, he was extremely alert about something. At first I hardly noticed anything except that he wasn't doing his usual impersonation of a fuzzy rock. Then I heard a buzzing sound, but couldn't see anything because I didn't have my glasses on (and I'm blind as a bat without them). But my hearing is just fine, thank you, and I could tell that the buzzing sound was getting awfully close! Sasha was getting more and more agitated, making this little chirrupping sound that he only makes when he's really fired up. By looking at Sasha and seeing where he was looking, I was able to pinpoint the source, which was now close enough for me to see (which means about a foot away): a nasty-looking little wasp that had just landed on my mirror! Keeping my own blurry eyes on target, I quickly snatched up a kleenex and blotted the diminutive winged menace from the universe, then sent his little carcass down the toilet. Sasha wouldn't be eating that particular bug! Needless to say, Sasha got some extra tummy-rubbing time that morning! Discuss this article on the forums. (0 posts)
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