I know my Raid range. I was just outside of “dropping hornet” range, and just inside “maximum soaking” range. I drenched the nest, and nothing landed on, stung, or even tried to pester me.
A few hornets escaped by virtue of not being home when I came calling. There is a baited trap nearby awaiting their lonely, pheremone-guided wanderings.
I would have waited until the nest was dormant for my assault, but it’s so stinkin’ hot that wouldn’t have happened until well after sundown, and I know better than to climb ladders and then use ranged weapons on enemy fighters at night.
I went to Wal-Mart this evening. We needed some stuff, and I needed to get out of the house. I’d finished pencilling and inking five strips, so a reward was in order.
I looked at the Carnation chocolate malted milk powder, and at the Nesquik. We ran out of both yesterday, and I thought that a tall glass milk doped with either of those would be very tasty.
I didn’t buy either one. I resisted the temptation. The only thing I bought that wasn’t on the list was balsamic vinegar.
Balsamic vinegar is really nasty when you mix it with milk.