Apparently I stood in the tree too long and was told: "Mom! Get out of there before you get termites!"
And that is an interesting situation to consider. Is that like ants in the pants? It doesn't sound good. I had a sudden empathy for Pinocchio. He probably doesn't have to worry about cancer, asthma, the common cold, diabetes and other diseases, but he does have to worry about dry rot, knots, wood borers and termites. It sounds very uncomfortable. But I suppose a little lemon oil, or maybe some Murpheys oil soap does wonders.
Quack!
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