Yesterday, I showed a cooperative apartment that was not bad. Except for one little tiny thing. Actually, there were a few hundred little tiny things - cabinet moths! They are small brownish-gray, and very fragile looking, and they are sort of the reproductive equivalent of rabbits in the moth community.
There were about 20 of them flitting around enjoying the wide open spaces of the fully renovated kitchen. Then, oops, I stupidly opened one of the new cabinets, and an extended family of these small creatures was enjoying a reunion. I gagged. So did my client.
And my client and I both started to wonder if they were going to start eating our coats right off our backs! But I think these little guys prefer flour and rice and Wheaties to fine wool.
Now, this place was being shown as an Open House. The listing agent sucked some poor newbie into doing the open for her and obviously hadn't set foot inside the place for at least as long as it takes for several generations to grow and prosper.
I'm told they are not all that hard to get rid of. It was an empty apartment, so that a bomb could probably kill them off in a couple of days. For those who, like me, like to avoid pesticides, there are little traps you can buy manufactured by Pantry Pest. They have pheromones that make the moths think that if they venture inside, they will get wild, raucous sex. Instead they get a sticky goo surface that traps them. Poor suckers.
If I was a really good person, I'd go back and install a few. But they were a little too creepy.
And just thinking about the few minutes I spent in the place is making my back itch in a place that is really hard to reach.
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