Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Honey for the Bees
Yellow jackets, to be specific. Or predatory wasps, as they are known.
Me no likee.
They have - well had - a nest in the garage roof, in the eaves. Ick.
While counting to 60 (it seemed like a reasonable amount of time), 16 bees went in and seven came out. That seemed like a heavy traffic area, if you axe me.
The house is 104 years old - I didn't need a bunch of bees expediting the need for a new roof, so I called a pest control guy.
Before you get all up in arms, these are not honey bees. I know there is a massive shortage of those critters doing the pollen / stamen dance. These are not those kind of bees. Honestly, I don't know what yellow jackets do, except sting the hell out of me - so for a lousy $65, a guy came and took care of them. He estimated 200+ in the hive.
He was telling me that 'most men' would just have caulked up the opening and why 'most men' shouldn't do that. Besides for the fact that I'm sure I'd get stung 200+ times, he said that the caulk wouldn't stay put and if it did the bees would eat through it.
He also said not to seal it for 3-4 weeks. Let the hive dry out. If I didn't, the larva would ferment (or something) in there and the smell would be incredibly bad.
A few times, he mentioned how 'my wife' wouldn't like that.....and how 'my wife' probably didn't like the bees.
All I know is that 710's 'wife' doesn't like the bees or the would-be rotting smell outside my office and that I signed the check for him to come back in a week (with 90 day follow-up) to get rid of the little buggers.
A 'wife's' work is never done.
Song by: Alison Moyet