Don't let the cartoon fool you; carpenter ants are not cute or cuddly. We've had a little infestation. The occasional ant is not unusual, but when you walk into your bathroom and find five of them in toolbelts going over blueprints and planning a jihad, it's not a good thing. Orkin came and the ants are now slowly dying of poison. Better living through chemicals (or a slow painful death through chemicals). Is the glass half empty or half full?
