I came home this evening from a very relaxing afternoon at the Country Club, with several friends. I was there about 6 hours, enjoying life. I had not seen ants in a couple days, so I felt confident when I left my dog's breakfast on the floor and went to church this morning. I checked her dish - no ants. I came home from there, changed clothes, and went to the CC. When I picked up her dish to fix her supper, it was CRAWLING with ants! I know that the word HATE is a very strong word, but I HATE ANTS!!
