A few days ago, I forgot how terrifying the shower in my paents' bathroom is and used it.
This probably doesn't seem like a big deal to you, and at the time I didn't think it was. My parents were out, my little sister was in the other shower, and I hopped in with nary a care. What I failed to consider was the wildlife.
I firmly believe that somewhere in my parents' shower there is a magic portal to the great outdoors. I've found beetles, wasps, ladybugs and the occasional frog in there. I've come to regard it as one of the hazards of living in the country. Most times I'll just put on a robe, catch whatever it is and turn it out, unless it's