"dead ant, dead ant, deadant deadant deadant deadand deadANT, deaddeaddeadant"
Didn't think when backing into a parking space last night. Just my tractor, squeezed in between two others in a narrow space, so I pushed farther back than them so my mirrors would be clear of theirs and all of us would have no problem opening our doors. I guess I pushed back off the pavement into an anthill.
When I woke this morning and stepped outside to brush my teeth I saw a line of tiny brown ants inside the drivers door threshold working their way under the dashboard. Then I saw them ON the dashboard and I traced them back to the steel frame of the tractor where I guess they had crawled up around the tires.
Lord knows what they are looking for, but I've spent a lot of time this morning with a whisk broom and and paper towel flinging them away or smooshing them - god I hope they aren't back in the sheets by this evening!
