OMG!!!! What IS that?!?!?!?!?!

                                                     Image borrowed from: Britannica

     Go ahead and scream. I'll wait.......








     I saw one of these and thought it was some sort of freak-looking tick. The picture is a little misleading because the stupid thing was about the size of a pencil lead. Needless to say, the fact that I found it on my bed was particularly concerning. At least a week went by and I didn't see another one, so I thought it was just a rogue insect, sent to scare the CRAP out of me.

     Then I saw another one. On the floor. SQUISH!!!! Wasn't too hard to kill. So maybe it's not a type of tick? If it's not a tick, then WHAT THE CRAP IS IT????

     Google search day 1: "black tick-looking bug." I got several interesting pictures, but nothing that looked like my bug. And honestly, since when does a SPIDER look like a tick? Answer that for me Google!

      Google search day 2: "small black bugs in Michigan." I got a lot of pictures of Japanese beetles which are NOT small. Really, who labels these pictures for Google?

     Google search day 18: "tiny black beetles in Michigan with long noses." An anteater?? Really????!!!! I scrolled down a little, and there it was!! GRAIN WEEVIL Ohhh. Where the heck did THAT come from? I haven't seen any in the kitchen, so it's not my rice. Besides, that's sealed in an ultra-strength bug-proof plastic container. Grain.... Grain..... Grain. !!!  Horse gets grain.....

OMG!!!!! THE SWEET FEED!!!!! 

     See, about three months ago, give or take, we were browsing the horse feed at Tractor Supply. I got bored waiting for a conversation to end, and I went to the next aisle over. "Hey! Check this out! They've got sweet feed on CLEARANCE. Yep. Three bucks a bag instead of eleven." Sure enough, open up the bag of feed, and those bugs were swarming. It looked like a frickin weevil convention. I swear weevils came all the way from Canada to invade those bags. Dis.gus.ting. Really.

    Needless to say, we wanted those bugs GONE, so we told Mr. Buffness to put on his shoes and take the opened 50 lb. bag to the trees and dump it. He struggled, but he took one bag out, and T got the other. The deer might eat some weevils tonight since the feed was dumped in their bedroom, but at least the horse won't get a bellyache.

And I can sleep knowing my rice is still okay.