I recently wrote a post about how mosquitoes and other biting bugs seem to prefer me over Chareva. Here’s more proof.
The bites in the photo below were my own fault. I went out to play disc golf and forgot to put insect repellent on my legs — which weren’t bare, by the way. The chiggers managed to get to me despite long pants and socks. Chareva works out in the garden almost every day, but she doesn’t get bites like these.
Now this next one really pisses me off: All I did was go to bed and go to sleep. That ought to be a hazard-less activity. But I woke up bitten all over by what I presume was a spider. All the red welts you see below are bites. I counted 14 of them in all. (Most aren’t in the photo because they’re in areas that don’t make for family-friendly photography.) I have bites in both armpits, on my back and on my stomach. I was in an all-day seminar for work today and had to pretend to pay attention when all I wanted to do was scratch my own skin off.
Guess how many spider bites Chareva has today? That’s right, NONE. Derned critters just leave her alone for some reason.
If anyone has a suggestion for making myself less delicious to spiders, I’m all ears.
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