Today my morning started with an epic battle against a horde of ants. At least, from the ants' perspective it must have been on a Lord of the Rings scale. Now, don't get my wrong. Ants serve their purpose. They nicely carry away the remains of dead cockroaches and spiders and other misc inhabitants of my humble abode. But they last two mornings I opened the front door to let out my cat, only to find the floor by the door swarming with millions of ants. Apparently this particular colony decided to migrate with all their eggs into my house. So, today they experienced a flood, although no redemption was promised. An hour later, with a freshly bathed kitchen, perhaps only a hundred or so ants remain, scrambling to regroup, and I can rest with my coffee and wait for everything to dry. With any luck, they won't be here to greet me and my kitten tomorrow morning!