Remember the wasps that recently made their home in the hollow cross-bar of our washing line?
We’d been very much in two minds as to what to do about them…
Should we allow them to stay, potentially build an even larger nest, and face an even greater risk of getting stung? Or should we pay an expert to re-home or – gulp – ‘get rid’ of them?
I’m not a fan of killing animals, including insects, just because they happen to have made their home inside or alarmingly close to our home. Generally, as in the case of the rain spiders that have repeatedly appeared in the top corners of our walls, we prefer to evict them from inside the home and to return them to Mother Nature where they belong.
But a swarm of wasps was an entirely different kettle of fish, if you’ll pardon the mixed metaphor.
Apparently, their sting is faaaaar more painful than a bee-sting, and, unlike bees who die when they sting you, these wasps continue to sting and sting and sting… and they become very territorial and protective of their nests.
After Googling a bit, I think these must be paper wasps, but I am not sure. If you know, please tell me?
In my searching, I came across a post written by a fellow Capetonian, Pia of Mother City Living, on Gerald the Bee Whisperer of Cape Town. I promptly phoned him up on 073 243 8431. He confirmed that he did also remove wasp nests, and said he’d be over later that morning.
One half-canister of Doom Spray later, the wasps were dead and the nest had been binned. I surveyed the carnage, feeling rather stunned at how many wasps there had been inside that hollow pipe – and how many larvae had been waiting to hatch.
Although I do know it was the right decision in the circumstances, I still feel rather queasy and unsettled at having caused the death of so many living things. We assume so easily that we as human beings have the right to dominate or exterminate other living creatures…