As I’ve grown older I’ve tried to become more tolerant toward things that, in the past, have irritated me.
Not so much the irritation, the irritability, the behavior.
Insects…I saved a hornet from drowning the other day while in the swimming pool…that’s no way for a Hornet to die!!!
I saved a Hornet…
Flies…I’ve become more tolerant of flies.
I think of them now as a species made up entirely of females.
Apparently, I’m wildly attractive to females.
And looking back, I’ve always been that way…
Picnics, outdoor events, sipping a bottle of “Perrier” poolside…
Snakes (not insects)
…an animal species I have yet to embrace.
Perhaps if I were bitten…just once, I might be less afraid of snakes.
But, I seriously doubt it.
The headline would go something like this,
“Local man dies after being bitten by a non-venomous snake.
The cause of death was inconclusive.”
Spiders…I wish I could be a fan.
They are too small for me to verify their demeanor. Sometimes they act aggressive…I yield…until they become so pushy, the “Alpha Whatever Iam” kicks in and “Captures & Releases” to the wild.
But Honey Bees…you’ve got to love them.
A predominately female species. Approximately 1000 Male fertile Drones, ten’s of thousands of infertile female Worker Bees…
Now, as much as I love Honey Bees, I have been stung by one…
and their sting hurts just as much as a Hornet.