hastwothumbs

Sometimes, I'll put a donut in the middle of the room before I go to sleep. It's always something sugary, like a glazed or... sugar-coated.
When I wake up, I usually find a long line of ants have captured the donut.
So that's when I take out the vacuum cleaner and vacuum them all. They either die inside the bag, confused and afraid, or they escape to find themselves far from home, lost and confused and afraid.

It's a strange satisfaction, cleaning up ants.