So the other day Isaac and I went out to see his horses. While outside I felt something crawling up my pants and then I felt a prick or bite on my thigh. I started to freak out. We were out in the open so I was yelling, "Isaac! Something bit me! Help me!" I was trying to walk over behind a shed before I took off my pants to get the bug out. The bug continued to crawl up. Just when I got my pants down, a repair man that was in the shed walked around and quickly retreated after he saw me in my underwear. The bug flew away right as a got my pants down. I'm pretty sure it was a bee because three days later the area was pretty red still. I'm not sure if you can see it but there is a pretty red spot there in the center.
After, this incident we ended up talking to the repair man and he said that he thought I had been bit by a horse! No, not quite. It did hurt though. It was quite embarrassing but upsetting too. This bee is the one that decided to fly up my pants and then I'm the one that gets hurt? How is that fair? I don't like bees.
HAHAHAHA. Only you, my friend.
ReplyDeleteGlad you're not seriously hurt, though! xoxo
Gross!
ReplyDeleteI was once mowing my neighbors lawn when I ran over a bees' nest with the mower. Seconds later the bees decided to pay me back for disturbing their home. Before I could think, I was screaming while running through my neighborhood and taking off my shirt! I got seven bee stings, but at least I was wearing a sports bra when I got got caught without my shirt on : )
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