They are terrorists. They bombard your space and destroy everything in their path. They cling to you and won’t let go. You can kill them, but they will always have a brother ready to step in and take their place. But I am waging war, and this is a battle I refuse to lose. I will take no prisoners. I aim to kill.
All joking aside, these little buggers are nasty. They are eating up my roses, grapes, cherry trees, crepe myrtle, etc. What do they not eat? At first I tried knocking them into a bucket of water to kill them, but the next day there would be hundreds more. So now I have four beetle bags hanging to catch them and I have sprayed what plants I can with insecticide. Seems to work. We have caught thousands of beetles and each day we empty all the bags into a bucket of water, put the lid on, and let them cook out in the sun. (Is it sick that I enjoy the thought of them roasting?) Our plants are doing much better now, with only a few beetles brave enough to land on them. Sweet victory.
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