When my cats are going after bugs, I usually try to catch the bug first and take it outside. Unless I catch them messing with a wasp, in which case I try to trap and swat it with something heavy so that they don’t get themselves stung
I trade finding bugs for treats. Cat tracks and alerts, I catch or kill, and cat gets a snack. Everyone wins and no one gets bitten, stung, or weird parasites.
I used to have a dog that would attack scorpions. It looked like he was getting stung in the face a dozen times over, but he never whimpered nor had any swelling, so I think he was just fast enough to avoid the stinger. This has nothing to do with your story, I just randomly thought about it when I read about your adventures with wasps.
When my cats are going after bugs, I usually try to catch the bug first and take it outside. Unless I catch them messing with a wasp, in which case I try to trap and swat it with something heavy so that they don’t get themselves stung
I trade finding bugs for treats. Cat tracks and alerts, I catch or kill, and cat gets a snack. Everyone wins and no one gets bitten, stung, or weird parasites.
I can’t count the times I’ve found a cat’s puck with a dead fly on it. Like they don’t learn the lesson.
A cat’s puck?
I mean vomit, but couldn’t find the correct word (English isn’t my first language)
Puke would be it
Thanks!
I used to have a dog that would attack scorpions. It looked like he was getting stung in the face a dozen times over, but he never whimpered nor had any swelling, so I think he was just fast enough to avoid the stinger. This has nothing to do with your story, I just randomly thought about it when I read about your adventures with wasps.