The Attack of the Ants

No that's not a new title for my book, but maybe I could write one. I came home from church a while ago and found that my dear, sweet, kitty cat had tossed her cookies on the rug just inside my front door. All much to the delight of at least a bazillion ants who had blazed a trail between the wallboard and the mess .

I am not kidding. They had formed a line and were trailing to and from, each with a full belly and a crumb to stash somewhere within the innards of my condo building. What a pleasant thought. And I'm about to leave for five days with a neighbor doing cat duty for me.

I'll probably come home and find they've carted off her food dish!