two by two, hoorah, hoorah

Since the rain storms (due to start up again tonight, oh joy), we've had ants inside the apartment. The teensy little Mindi-sized quarter-inch long ones, mostly by the doors and in the bathroom. (They come inside to escape the moisture and head straight for...the wettest place in the house. Brilliant.)

This morning Will smashed one that was on the sink while he was brushing his teeth.

Just now, I saw another ant carrying the corpse of Will's victim. Around and around in circles, presumably because he couldn't see where he was going with his buddy right in his line of sight. I don't know whether to cry or laugh my head off.