Well, not yet, but with all this unknown wool coming in off the streets, it is only a matter of time before some of it brings along some unsavory livestock.
Just say no, an ounce prevention, only you can prevent forest fires...you know the drill.
And I'm feeling a little squirrely about the insect thing right now because I cannot get rid of the freaking fleas. I'll dust, spray, vacuum and for several days see nothing. Then I start to relax and boom, I'll be sitting at the wheel, or knitting on the couch and there the little fuckers will be.
Last night I freaked out so badly that I pulled the living room couch and rug out to the street and left them for the trash men - my friend T. came home to find me sitting on the steps next to the half removed carpet, resting my shoulder and staring at the night sky.
He turned a sapient eye on the destruction - the empty living room through the door behind me, the couch, disassembled to get through the door and piled neatly at the curb, the 12 x 12 carpet rolled up and serving as an armrest as it lay half through the doorway - and asked me if I were feeling a little manic tonight.
Close enough. But he carried the carpet the rest of the way to the curb for me before going home to walk his dogs and I am extremely grateful. Then I went in to pull up the stupid sticky carpet pad the store convinced me to buy. Like Velcro with no teeth, it sucks at your feet when you walk on it.
And before I went to bed I sprayed all the furniture in the TV room AGAIN. Seeing the empty sidewalk when I left the house this morning gave me a great feeling of peace.
I'm going to have to bomb the house. I know this. I have the bombs. But it is a pain in the ass - I have to turn off the pilot light on the furnace and water heater and I just hate the idea of the toxic fog on everything I own, but I'm not letting the little hopping bastards win.
And if these guys upset me this much, and they aren't even interested in the wool, what'll I be like if I get moths? Worse than flour bugs? The same? I mean, I'm not going to be nearly as comfortable throwing out wool as I am flour.
So I'm beginning a regime of bagging and freezing. And I'm considering this for long term storage - watertight, airtight, portable in the event I have to grab my wool and flee....