Making Sure That Thing Is DEAD

I've mentioned the big brown outdoor cockroaches that we have here in this town, cockroaches that are really fun cat toys apparently.

Yesterday afternoon I was coming back inside from the back yard and as I'm sliding the door shut something incredibly fast went running into the house. Before I could even see it Mimi was on top of it. It was a cockroach and she grabbed it up and ran into the bedroom with it.

I did not want a cockroach running about my bedroom, so I followed her in there intending to stomp on it if possible. She had it trapped under her paws and when I made her move off of it,  it ran off again at lightning speed. She got it cornered by the baseboard and I remembered the Raid in the kitchen. I got her out of the way, she was not happy about that at all, and started spraying and spraying while the cockroach was still running around. I had a wad of paper towels that I picked up the still squirming and trying to flee nasty cockroach with, took that into the kitchen where I smashed the wadded up paper towel cockroach bundle with a kitchen mallet, and then, not wanting it to come back to life, put the whole mess into a sealable sandwich bag before putting it into the trash.

I really don't like cockroaches.

And that was the most exciting part of my day yesterday.