ant parade

How bizarre. We got home last night, in a hurry to finish our packing, and Dennis apparently headed to the kitchen while we went back to the bedroom to pack. A few minutes later, he told me "I'm going to be needing a snack, and I might like something to drink." I went into the kitchen and was shocked at what I saw. There were smashed ants on every part of the floor, at least one for every fake linoleum 'tile' (and they are about 4" X 4"). Dennis said "there were ants, but I smashed them all". He'd gone in the the kitchen and merrily stomped hundreds of those big fat carpenter ants. We don't know why they were in our kitchen. Later, after we'd cleaned up and found another kitchen floor full, we observed that they were all fighting. David deduced that two rival ant tribes were fighting it out in our house. I hate when my kitchen goes all Discovery Channel (some of you may remember the baby snake by the trash can a couple of halloweens back). I was doing the last night of my Wii Sports Active 30 Day Challenge (level HARD, thank you very much) and every time I stepped back from a lunge, I smashed an ant in the den. It was kind of satisfying. Who knows what we'll find when we get home from vacation... Scary!