Me (getting tissue to get a stink bug off the wall): "I hate these stupid things!"
Margaret, alarmed: "Don't kill it!"
Me (thinking she was trying to avoid the post-mortem stench): "I'm going to flush it."
Margaret, further alarmed but now also aghast: "That will still KILL it."
Me (also now aghast): "Then you get rid of it.
Margaret to stink bug, with paper in hand, holding it up to the wall as a bridge: "Come here, that's right, there you go!" [Goes outside to free the thing and returns, grinning triumphant.]
(So that's one way to solve the problem. But if you don't have a stink bug pro-lifer in your home, consider this suggestion from Virginia Tech.)
Aileen Mitchell Lawrimore is a mother x 3, wife x 28 (years not men), minister, speaker, writer, retreat leader, and lover of beagles and books. She has a lot to say.
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