Team Turner has been battling a nasty bunch of
yellow jackets in the front yard. We can't tell where they're coming from, but they like to fly around our vehicles, mailbox and front door. All places that we need to access daily. Monday morning
Daddy decided to wage war against the scary stingers and I snuck outside to watch the
yellow jacket killer in action. Once again Casey had me on the ground laughing at his high-jinks.
I snuck out the front door and hid around the corner to watch the massacre. Here Daddy pauses to survey the battlefield and get a dip of snuff before going into battle.
A sharp shooter...I mean sharp sprayer in action. Such precision and skill in his form.
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Oops! My snickering got me caught!
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Once my hiding location was found out by Casey he enlisted me to help fight the beasts. I was the lookout from the end of the driveway and was told to "direct" the
yellow jackets his way. I wasn't really sure how to direct bees, but I gave it hell and shouted location changes to the sniper sprayer.
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After missing the few
yellow jackets we did see, we headed back indoors. Mason sat on my lap while we discussed our next battle plan. This little guy has no idea the fun he has ahead of him with his crazy Daddy!
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After regrouping Casey decided that
yellow jackets are unable to see the color white (not sure how this was
determined or what research was involved) so he changed into one of his "beater" T-shirts and we headed back out for a second try.
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We saw several of the pests flying around some limbs in the lot next door so Casey focused on that area first.
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Daddy looking back for reassurance and
yellow jacket position analysis. Notice the green grass of our yard and grass in the lot next to us. Not only can the man inflict harm on flying foes he can fertilize like a mad man!
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We didn't get any kills on this outing, however we did briefly stun a scary wood spider. The photo tuned out to be kinda like a "Where's Waldo" search but there is a brown spider in middle of this picture.
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With all the craziness going on outside, even Piper headed indoors to retreat from the danger.
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The massacre finally ended when the Fed Ex man pulled up to deliver our Miracle Blankets. We decided to try them out on Hailey first. She's a big swaddle fighter and if we can get her to love it then we knew we'd win.
Hailey in her pink camo Miracle Blanket.
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The face of defeat!