A Battle with the Bees

So... Confession time. I am terrified of bees! And wasps and anything else that stings. They're like the worst EVER!!! So, every couple of months my grandparents will go travelling and I'll take care of the animals at their ranch for them. It's not the most pleasant experience. I don't mind animals but I'm really not a fan of sheep and that's about all he has out there now. Sheep and dogs... He used to have a horse, but she's gone now. -moment of silence-

So whenever I go out there, something always goes wrong! I mean like really. Nothing is ever just as easy as "give them hay and water and you're done!" This one time in particular, I was feeding the sheep every other day so I didn't notice when I walked in on the second day of the job that there was a tiny wasps next right above the door to the shed (where we keep all the animal food). The third time I went, that neglected tiny little wasps nest had tripled in size! And it was covered with little stinging creatures. I ran back to the car, grabbed the wasp spray and covered myself in a hoodie and sunglasses and driving gloves (for protection, of course). It was a long battle that took up the entire spray can but FINALLY I got rid of the wasps. My first battle with them at the ranch.

Later that day I discovered two more nests and that I had to try to ignore until the next day when there'd be more poison. I thought my troubles were over... That's when I discovered that all the sheep had gotten out of the pasture and there was a big hole in the fence!! There was nothing I could do but go as quickly as possible and lock ALL the gates to make sure they didn't get out of the property! Then when I went to check on the pen of males (who'd been separated after some nasty fights) and found dead birds in their water!!! So I had to climb into the pen of MEAN rams with LONG horns to dumb three big buckets of water and refill them and get rid of dead crows!

You have never seen the horror.... -scarred for life-

All this to say... I hate the ranch and I hate bees, but it's always nice to come home from those adventures, take a long hot bath, and curl up with my notebook to write. It's like...a reward. =) What kinds of adventures do you have? And how do you reward yourself for them?