
THE CALL WAS COMING FROM INSIDE THE COCKROACH by Maggie Dove
“It’s just a Palmetto Bug. I’ll put it outside.” This could be a more daunting task than relocating, say, a daddy long legs or a lost lizard that found its way into the house. When the humidity is just right in Florida, somewhere around the 90% mark, the Palmetto Bug doesn’t just run away from you. The Palmetto Bug defiantly takes flight, rocketing directly into your face, making even the least squeamish of native Floridians scream in horror as the fwip-fwip-fwip of their wings flutter at all five of your senses. The Palmetto Bug is a shiny, brown, beastly creature…