A little tightly wound

I haven’t been writing near as much lately as I usually do. I have recently taken on a new role at work and am in the process of transitioning from the old role and into the new one. There is a ton to learn and it is all due yesterday so I have routinely found myself working 60ish hour weeks since I started and have simply not had much time to write (other than the 20 hours I spent in planes and airports last week).

I am committed to making this project work, which means that I need to continue to get a grasp on what I am taking over. That said, my posts will likely be sparse for the next few weeks until things settle down. I shall return…

The Bear in My House

The other night my daughter woke up screaming about 4am. I went in and she was sitting straight up in bed, eyes blank. I got her calmed down and she went back to sleep, only to wake up 20 minutes later. Repeat, but this time she stayed asleep.

In the morning I asked her what her bad dream had been about. With a look of doubt on her face she very seriously asked, “Daddy, was there a bear in the house last night?”.

Yes. Yes, there was. Not really. I told her no and took it as a lesson.

I had been channel surfing and stopped on a Discovery channel show about wolves. In it, there was a grizzly bear that stole a meal from a pack of 4-5 male wolves. During this time she had been playing with her dolls on the floor, so I thought nothing of what I was watching. I am slowly but surely learning that kids, even at age 2, see and hear everything. The show that I didn’t even think she was paying attention to ended up causing a bad dream later that night.

Young children really are sponges.

Cow Killer

Put down your buckets of red paint – no animals were harmed in the creation of this post.

So I was mowing the lawn yesterday and I spotted this big red thing crawling across the grass. I had never seen anything like this before and wanted to know what it was. It looked like a wasp with no wings to me, so I naturally avoided touching it. So I used my daughter’s bug catching net to scoop it up then took a couple pictures for identification.

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Roughly the actual size of it…

I searched Google for “red and black wingless wasp” and quickly found pictures that matched mine. This appears to be a Red Velvet Ant, commonly called a Cow Killer. That’s Dasymutilla occidentalis for you entomologists out there. The name is derived from the painful sting of the female, shown above, which is said to be so painful it could kill a cow. Only the females can sting and only the males can fly and both squeak/squeal when they are trapped. I was standing upright and had it pinned down with a stick and could hear it squealing loud and clear.

This species seeks out the underground nests of other stinging insects, namely bumblebees, and lays eggs that eventually eat the host larvae. What does this mean for me? I am likely to see more of them as we have a ton of bumblebees around. I let it go because I didn’t know what it was but with two little girls, one who refuses to wear shoes, I wish I had gotten rid of it.