Rhys is a curious boy, as most are, but his curiousity is the same that killed the cat. Back on April 28th he discovered a fire ant hill and desided to step on the massive mound. It was a good thing he was wearing jeans and shoes because he was covered in seconds with well over one hundred ants biting his pants. When he tried to wipe them off with his hands he was bit. He had roughly 20+ bites on his arms alone. I had to pull his pants, shoes, and socks off him in the yard. In that short time I was bit 10-15 times. He has now learned his leason and keeps his distance, but he still wants to see each ant hill.
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