I don’t mind crawly/flying critters mostly (those with stingers on their business ends could give me a lot of space, though), and it was actually kind of fun to check out the menagerie who greeted a new day with me.
On the other hand, I could do without the critters who used my neck, toes, arms and ears (I mean really, ears?) to munch on overnight. Maybe I rolled over on one too many in my sleep, and their friends were trying to tell me something.
Okay, fine. But if you’re going to snuggle up with something larger than you by a factor of 100,000 or so, you have to expect some casualties. To which they’ll probably reply, “And you can expect a bite or two in return.” I guess there is a certain balance of give and take in this.
I’ll have to think about it. In the meantime I’m heading out for some calamine lotion.