POP!!!

For those that don’t know, I hate cockroaches. Hate! I can handle mice, rats, snakes, worms, many other arthropods, and all sorts of other animals. For some reason cockroaches really bother me. I don’t know if it’s because they are equated with nastiness and disease in my mind, or if I’ve had one too many land in my hair, run over an appendage, or run out from under a chair or toilet upon which I was seated. The title represents the satisfying sound the one I killed tonight made. It decided to hide under the arch of my bare foot, while I was sitting in the den. First one I’ve seen in months. I hate cockroaches.