405.5: New Encounters

In our yard we have The Stump of Doom. Originally it was just a problem, because it was in my way when I was trying to mow my grass. There are other stumps and rocks that present this problem, but they aren't in that lush square of lawn where the Scotties liked to pee and the grass actually grows long, green and soft. Then my husband decided to take a mattock to the stump and remove it. A Yellow Jacket flew out and informed him that he had a nest inside that stop and to please desist, but which I mean he got painfully stung. So I called up the people who had given me a quote on de-stumping the yard.  They went to look at the stump and proclaimed that it I needed an exterminator, because it was dangerously full of wasps and a danger to all who ventured near it. Now I've noticed it's sprouting poison ivy...

Happily, for being nasty stinging insects, they seem to have mainly been leaving all the family members, human and feline alike, alone and I am told that they never nest in the same place twice. Rather than make their stump the Auschwitz of country Skiba, we've decided to wait till the fall when they will voluntarily leave their home and then obliterate it and every other stump in our yard.