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OK, I admit it, I am a mediocre housekeeper who leaves one small morsel of food on the counter ( ok, two….ALLRIGHT, ALRIGHT so how about using the word some). Within the hour this tiny speck of food is descended upon by a hoard of ants. It's not like they couldn't have scarffed up the bits of food that have dropped to the floor. NO! That would be too easy. They are on my counter. I guess they like clean leftovers and the stuff on the floor is beneath them (literally and figuratively). As I watch the long line of scurrying animals they look like starving refugees who suddenly found themselves at an all you can eat buffet. I'll bet they even have their tiny little doggie bags tucked under their little appendages.
The ant can be credited for phenomenal communication and organizational skills. Some enterprising scout ant stumbles over a find and does what? Yells, "Hey, Guys, over hear." Suddenly, conga line of industrious ants converge on the mother of all grand feast and get to work. The fact is they actually lay down a little chemical trail to lead their CLAN to the find.
However, they will get no kudos from me for their intelligence. Because as I was writing this an ant traipsed across my paper, never even giving a thought to the huge giant sitting there who was poised to render a crushing blow. Then, as the squashing maneuver begins, the ant suddenly glances up and races off (in a zigzag pattern) as if it had just noticed the peril for the first time. One (1) down and so many more to go.
It's when I actually saw one look up at me before fleeing that I began to feel guilty - yes, you read right, guilty. (2)...(the numbers depict another ant dispatched) I guess I have been affected by all of those Disney or Pixar movies that show insects with human characteristic. I think that is called personification.
Gotta go (part 3 will coming soon).