Scorpion in the Sink

So far I have not had too many traumatic animal or bug experiences in Honduras once I realized that geckos are not harmless, just cute and I learned to accept the fact that I will always have little tiny ants in my apartment no matter how much I clean. Well, Katie has not been as lucky as me in the animals invading her house department. The other night she yells my name and tells me to get upstairs. This was not the first time she had screamed like that so I knew it must be an animal of some kind. I go up and find that there is a scorpion in the sink. We contemplated how we should get it out or kill it. Both of us were acting like big babies and wished we had a guy around to do the dirty work for us (what ever happened to strong independent women?) Finally, we put a cup over it so it couldn’t get away and then we boiled water and poured boiling water on it, which of course killed it. Katie swore she heard it scream. Then we used chopsticks to get it out of the drain and then flushed it down the toilet. Katie felt bad. Now I watch my drain very carefully when I brush my teeth.