We have some giant bugs out here in Texas. I guess it's the water or something... who knows. But yesterday I was calling the puppies into the house and this humongous red wasp lumbered into the house with them. He was about 2 inches in length and I don't mean wing tip to wing tip. He was hovering around in my kitchen and the puppies were barking at it. I was scared that it would attack them because it was throwing gang signs at my barking babies. The sucker had the audacity to come after me next with a knife so I grabbed the fly swatter that David bought 3 weeks ago from his "toy store". It has a layer of aluminum embedded inside the plastic weave. I swatted him and knocked the knife away. Then I picked his dazed ass up with the swatter and put him out on the courtyard table outside. I think it took all of 2 seconds before he got up, shook his body, cussed me up and down and then said something about getting his gang after me... or something like that. I told David about it when he got back from the bank. He thinks I was lying. That man never believes me when I tell him what goes on around here during my day.