A scorpion sting hurts..

Last week, I went to sit down on the couch next to Brig after Max had fallen asleep and this darn thing stung me! It was worse than any bee sting. I started yelping and woke Max up. My sweet husband became immediately concerned about what it was and Max's well-being. So, I got my own ice and tried to get some relief. In the meantime, Brig reminded me that the reason I had been stung was because I had killed a fly just 30 minutes before. If any of you know my husband, you know that he doesn't kill bugs and hasn't purposely killed even a little fly for over 9 years. He really believes that if you don't harm them, they won't harm you. Before this I thought he was crazy and ridiculous even though I had been given proof many times before. Several times we have been outside and I have gotten mosquito bites, spider bites, bee stings, and chiggers and Brig never has any kind of itch. I must have really made the mosiquito community mad by killing a few too many, because I even got West Nile. Anyway, while putting my foot in a bucket of cold water, Brig located the scorpion under the couch and lightly set the broom bristles on top of it - not sure if he wanted to kill it. My pain wasn't enough to motivate him and I reminded him that it could get Max... still he held the broom over the top of it, not able to kill it. He lifted the broom gently and soon the scorpion was running under more furniture to get away. At this point, I was really MAD. Now the thing was not only still alive, it was somewhere in our house, waiting for its next victim - and it wouldn't be Brig!!! I was not a happy camper. Luckily, he found it again and after exchanging some kind words with him and a few threats, Brig mustered up enough courage to kill it and break his streak. The next day while at the pool, a group of fire ants attacked him. The moral of the story, maybe Brig is right... what do you think?