This means war
And they especially love trying to keep me up at night by "singing" all night long. I am tired of it. And I am just plain tired because they keep me up!
So we have proclaimed war on these little insects. No St. Francis mentality here. I want them dead. Really dead. Just to make sure they cannot keep me up anymore. And although they can be elusive, we have won many battles. Shoes have been thrown. Some miss. Some hit the target dead on.