I live in a rural area and am shocked by the sheer variety of insects, bugs, spiders. My apartment has no screen door so I’m risking it all every time I enter and exit. I’m from a part of Canada where everything dies for about 6-7 months of the year so not much comes back in the summer months and they stay away from us pretty well. But here, it certainly is another story! I knew that Japan had bugs more so than back home, but I think this is one of those things where I for some reason thought it was an exaggeration/didn’t believe it until I faced them myself. If I had a compilation for every time I noticed an unnamable black thing on my floor, spiders when I’m at my most peaceful, bugs with swirly antennas chilling on my vehicle, and just absolute CLOUDS of them in the air, my family would kill themselves with laughter at my weakness.
Locals obviously always seem unfazed so I feel like a drama queen.
Please, so I know I’m not alone, share your worst run-in with the creepy.
TIA!
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Saw this thing at the beach yesterday. It was nearly as big as the palm of my hand. Terrifying…
Basically how Pokémon started
Edit: forgot to include my story.
Basically had a friend over with her kid one day in summer. Kid loves insects and loved to collect the moulted shells of cicadas. So as the adults were talking and all, the kids went to play.
Or so we thought.
We said our farewells, and the next day, I went to reach for a tissue from the tissue box. Did not feel the tissues. What ensued was a scream from myself that rivalled an ambulance siren.
Wanna have a guess what the kids had used the tissue box for?
Wife basically jumped from the sofa. And me pulling my hand out of the tissue box caused all the shells to spill everywhere. At this point, we are still in chaos mode, and we just bolted away from the biohazard area.
Of course I was pushed to check exactly what they were, and once I found out they were not alive, relief, disgust, hilarity ensued. Took a picture, cleaned up, told our friend and laughed it off.
I think this is about the worst I’ve had so far.
I once happened upon a gigantic mukade eating a feral kitten it had killed behind the office building where the OLs fed the feral cat colony that lived on campus.
I prefer the spiders in Japan (Tokyo) to west coast Canada. They tend to build webs to the sides of trails rather than right across them. And the only spiders I get indoors are cute, jumping spiders.
It hasn’t been too bad for me, one time we managed to get a dragonfly into the car when leaving a park. I still get an elevated heart rate just thinking about it.
So far our lord and savior Jesus Christ has blessed our house with an absence of mukade, but I know it’s just a matter of time. I’d appreciate if somebody could walk me through a mukade battle. Do they just drop dead at once from bug spray if you get a clean hit, or do they gain super speed like some bugs?
I’m 99% sure I’d start crying if it just went nuts after I sprayed it and it got close to me.
Well I didn’t see it with my own eyes but apparently a palm sized huntsman spider was outside our apartment on the wall once when my husband came home from work late at night. I literally would not have been able to get to our apartment door if I saw that, I’d be screaming and running away.
Funnily enough, just yesterday a decent sized spider somehow crawled (I guess through the walls or something??) INSIDE the light fixture in my shower room. I assume it must be waterproof and sealed tightly since it’s in the shower room so I assume it would have had to have crawled inside from inside wall through whatever hole there would be for the wires/light bulb to pass through??? I think it’s dead because it hasn’t moved at all since yesterday evening, but I’m too creeped out to try to see if I can take off the fixture’s cover and dump out it’s dead (or alive) body somewhere. So now every time I take a shower or s bath I have to stare at this shadow of a moderately sized spider which creeps me tf out.
There are so many spiders in my area. I constantly find them outside or inside my apartment. One time I opened the closet before bedtime and a pretty big spider ZOOMED out of the crack right as I started to open the closet door, and crawled down the wall, and UNDER MY PILLOW on the futon on the floor. My toddler was already sleeping on the futon too so I couldn’t do anything or I’d risk waking her up. I ended up just leaving and she woke up a little while later around 10-11pm and I took the chance while she was awake to lift up my pillow and kill the MFer (and yes he was still there under the pillow waiting for me)
Another time I woke up in the morning, went to the toilet, sat down and started peeing and noticed a massive cockroach chilling on the side of the door frame. I didn’t see it when I entered because my back would have been to the door until I turned around and sat on the toilet. I literally couldn’t do anything because I was actively PEEING so I couldn’t run away. I just had to sit there and finish, and then I ran out and screamed at my husband for the cockroach spray.
I probably have many more stories but these are some of my most memorable lol.
I used to hate cicadas because they’re so erratic and terrible at flying.
Tried to walk over a dead one and it was like, “surprise bitch! I’m Not dead! Gonna fly erratically in your general direction!” Scared the shit out of me.
But I’ve made peace with them. My wife is from Yamagata and is quite enthusiastic about bugs so I’ve gotten to the point where I can catch a cicada with my bare hands. They’re actually very crab like in texture.
But I’ll never get over roaches. Fuckem.
I woke up because a cockroach landed on my arm 
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Walking from a night out yesterday and a lady in front of me almost walked into this.
We often find dead cicadas on our door step in the summer.
With the recent heavy rain, cockroaches have been coming up the bathroom drain into the house. On Sunday evening I went into our bathroom to grab laundry I had been drying in there. Went in barefoot, and as soon as I stepped in I felt a crunch under my foot. Stepped on a 1 inch sized cockroach.
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Yuk……
Two come to mind from my inaka days:
Once woke up to what sounded like a chainsaw running against the side of my house. Popped my head outside and saw a massive hornets nest forming under the eaves.
Another time, I was chatting with some friends back home late at night and I heard a rustling under my kitchen table where I keep my extra plastic shopping bags. Figured it was the wind.
The rustling continued and just as I turned around to look, the biggest mukade I’ve ever seen came streaking out from the bags. Managed to vacuum it up (and then deposit the vacuum outside overnight because IME they’re quite good at escaping back out the hose…)
I went to the bathroom and was greeted by 2 giant hornets that had entered through the exhaust fan.
I grew up in a place with no cockroaches. Like I knew they existed, but the closest I ever came to one was MIB. Then I was FaceTimeing with my then boyfriend and one ran across the floor and I clawed my way onto the table screaming, “what is that!?” Over and over while my BF laughed and said he couldn’t see so he wasn’t sure. It took ten minutes to get brave enough to point my screen at the little monster and another 20 to kill it according to BF’s instructions.
The second cockroach caught me on the stairs and I jumped from halfway (about 6/7 steps) to the ground floor, twisting my ankle as I ran for the spray.
Now I’m married to BF and cockroaches are his job.
Was sleeping when I heard scuttling/scratching noises. Switched on the light to find a ゲジゲジ on my wall. I know they’re harmless but still they look rather creepy/disgusting. Caught it with an instant udon bowl which I’d washed and a newspaper and threw it out.
I killed almost all the mukade in the garden during winter when they were hibernating, but it seems I missed one: it grew to 15 centimeters and showed up when I was turning compost. I reflexively chopped it in half with the shovel but the two ends kept walking around. Fucking horrific.
One morning I put socks and there was an alive bug in it, put the sock on, start walking and feels something weird, crunchy a little :s very bad feeling it was a Stink bug I think something like that.
I lived in an apartment complex that had a German roach infestation somewhere in the building.
It was bad in the warm months. They came out of the walls.
I thought it was just my room, but talking to the other denizens of the apartment made me realize every room was fucked.
(One even pointed at a trash bag in the garbage collection area, which was teeming with them. It was a well secured trash bag, so they didn’t enter from the outside… they were literally put out with the trash).
That’s my worst bug story.
Years ago I booked a log house to spend a weekend with friends: new, clean, and quite expensive. Not one of those super isolated places, it was part of a hotel resort, with breakfast at the hotel and such.
The place was infested by huge mukades. The bathroom was made of wood with a kind of deck covering the floor. If you looked down you could see lots of mukade crawling under the pallet, it was nightmarish and half of us didn’t even take a shower. We contacted the hotel front desk saying it was impossible to stay in such a place. They told us to just keep the lights on because the mukade were scared of light (wtf…) and gave us a can of insecticide spray. In the middle of the night my friend starts screaming and jumping, there was a mukade crawling in his futon, but luckily he was not stung. Nobody was able to sleep after that. Horrible experience. From that point on I decided that I will only stay in wood cabins during winter.
I live in the inaka right next to the forest/mountains. There’s a ton of moths and spiders and dragonflies, and occasionally other things. I’m not generally queasy about bugs, and usually learn which ones are friends and which ones are foes.
If I see a big huntsman spider in my apartment, I might jump a bit if it appears suddenly but once I see what it is I just leave him alone and call him my new roommate. Harmless to me, doesn’t make webs, stays out of my way, and eats the other bugs. It’s happened twice so far.
I’ve only had 3 small cockroaches in my apartment over the year and a half I’ve lived there, and only when I go too long without replacing my traps/barrier spray. When I see one, it’s an instant trip to the chemical warfare cabinet to grab the Gokijet, slaughter the cockroach with religious intent, and then reapply barrier spray to all entryways.
Jumping spiders are tiny and adorable. Also harmless, also don’t make webs, and they eat the occasional flies that sometimes get in. Certified friend material, they can stay.
I’ve seen a couple hornets outside, and a couple have gotten into my school. I avoid them if I see them outside, and if they’re inside I try to coax them out and kill them if they refuse to leave. They’re big, not super fast, and pretty easy to hit. One time at the beach I saw one of the giant orange ones – that one was aggressive and rather scary, and my friends and I had an epic battle with it that culminated in one of us sniping it out of the air with a thrown sandal for the rest to converge and beat it to death with rocks.
Always gotta be careful walking outside in the summer because the web-weaving spiders are very inconsiderate and like to make webs across walkways, often at face level. I’ve almost walked into a few of them, but so far I’ve always managed to avoid them.
There’s these pretty blue and yellow moths that tend to spawn right outside my apartment. It’s nice to see them when there’s a few, but occasionally there’ll be swarms of them and the ground will be littered with their caterpillars and that can be a bit much.
Occasionally I’ll see some other big old bug and have no idea what it is, but they don’t generally bother me and I just continue on my way.
My husband forgot to shake out my shirts, so one morning I got dressed and suddenly felt something crawling down the side of my face. I screamed, panicked, slapped it away and then looked down to find a newly mangled cockroach on my floor.
One day was sleeping… Woke up to a tickle on my nose, shrugged it off, happened again about 30 seconds later. Woke up turned on the lights to find a “Mukade” (Centipede) the size of my hand had just crawled across my face… Spent the next hour catching it and burning it to death and struggling to fall back asleep out of fear of the return of it haha
I woke up in the middle of the night to what I felt was my phone vibrating. Looked to my side and saw my phone charging in the corner of the room.
“Wait…wtf?”
Got up, lifted my futon, saw a big ass centipede crawling.
NOOOOOOPPPPPEEEEEEEE
I hear you. I’m from a similar area of the world and lived for 10 years in the inaka. I recently moved back home and let me tell you, not ever encountering a cockroach or centipede is heaven. Along with the summer humidity the bugs are the worst thing about the Japanese countryside.
I’m from a colder country with much….much smaller insects. The things here are beasts. I get how you feel. Thankfully, no spiders. But lots of flying shit speeding around. Thank god for fly spray.
Hmm. Some not so extreme stories…
Had one of the susumebache death bee/hornet things fly into the office once (no screens on the windows). Everyone started freaking out. It buzzed its way into the corner of a closed window, I dropped the blinds and closed them, trapping it in the space between the blinds and the windows, then b\very carefully reached in and opened the window (not letting it get near my hand). It flew out and on its way.
Back in my teaching days a student brought back some omiyage for the class. Crickets. a small tub of crickets. Covered in some kind of soy sauce or something. “Go ahead, eat one,” they said. They actually aren’t that bad, but first time seeing it was a little bit of a shock.
Also had a few kid students who would catch beetles. One put the beetle on his nose once. It latched on. Apparently they can have a death grip when they want to. It happened in the lobby outside of class- I didn’t have to deal with it (I was teaching an adult class the kid’s mom was in at the time).
Had an earwig crawl into the little hole in the bottom of the handle of my saucepan once. Didn’t know it was there until I picked up the pot to move it off the burner, and suddenly something was tickling my finger on the underside of the handle. Luckily I did not drop the boiling pasta all over the floor.
Same little house had a bunch of those stink bugs around, all through the winter, too, where they came inside to stay warm. You do **NOT** want to squish one of those. Or even scare them too badly. I’d get them on little 3×5 cards I was using as flashcards, then flick them out the window. The snow below that window must have had hundreds of them buried in it. As spring came on, there were quite a few revealed. One day I saw a little bird flitting down and grabbing them for a feast.
Finally, I was sitting in a park reading one time in late summer/autumn when a dragonfly landed on my pant leg. It had caught some sort of little shield bug beetle type thing. I got a front row seat to watch the dragonfly bite basically right behind the head of the smaller bug, then systematically devour the whole thing. The dragonfly must have been in a food coma after that because it basically didn’t move for the next hour or so. I finally transferred it to a tree when I got up to leave. It rode my pant leg the whole walk to the park entrance before I shifted it.
Put my hands into a rubber glove once and out came a big mukade crawling into my arm!
I’ve been pretty lucky so far. I have terrible arachnophobia but have only dealt with spiders here from a safe distance, and none have gotten in my home. My worst story is with a cicada. I’m always nervous the bastards are going to land on me, and sure enough one night I was the victim of what had to be a premeditated ambush. I was walking home from work one hot summer night. I turned the corner to the path up to my building, when I heard the unusually distinct sound of an insect flying toward me. I had almost no time to react before a massive cicada latched directly onto my face. I screamed and went into primal mode, ripped it off and chucked it into the bushes and ran inside.
Every time the missus sees a bug it’s a bad story. Screaming, carrying on and grabbing the nearest slipper. Then there’s me. Who grew up on Australian farmlands, standing between her and the critter screaming “Noooo it’ll eat the bad ones, they’re good for the environment, they’re a good omen” etc
Anything suzumebachi wins.
Stayed at a friends house in the countryside. Went out for drinks the night before. Woke up with a Centipede crawling on my chest.
Had worse ways to wake up, but still.
I was chilling in my house, just looking at my phone on the couch. And I had some hair in my eyelash so I attempted to brush it away. But it wasn’t hair. A spider had lowered itself from the ceiling onto my eyeball… I decided spiders were not ever going to be my friend no matter what people say. They come in my house, they die.
I love bugs. I go around my garden taking in the jorogumo as winter approaches and I watch over their clutches for the season, then place them outside once it warms up. Hundreds of lil [spider babies](https://imgur.com/a/K8ymRR7)!!!! I’ll also take in any stray pupa I find around the garden if they aren’t in a secure spot (e.g. I’ve disturbed them somehow), usually beetles or moths, and release them when they emerge. And beetles!!!! Love a beetle, have bred them for a few generations. I got a caucasus beetle a few years ago that was as big as my hand! It’s finally semi season, and I love to handle those guys and go to different areas to see different types. I fucking hate summer weather, but the bugs…the bugs are what get me through it.
bugs are weak to fire, flying and rock type attacks. if you didn’t pick a charmander as your starter, see if you can catch a pidgey or perhaps a geodude.
I had a mukade crawl up my leg.
We live in the first floor (yikes I know) so a random bug or two always finds it way inside. Especially in the summer. I keep the house spotless clean because words cannot truly encapsulate how much I detest cockroaches.
Somewhere in August last year, I was getting ready to go to bed so I took the empty cup I had next to me to wash it and place it on the dishrack. I was tired and groggy, so I washed the cup with eyes half closed and was about to put it on the dishrack.
Enter, the biggest cockroach I ever saw in my life. Easily 10-15 cm. Standing still ON TOP of the washed dishes, just looking at my direction while twitching his antennas. My entire body started pumping adrenaline and I could just feel the rage, fear and disgust cruising through my veins.
I turned around to grab the kitchen paper, but my left hand didn’t get the memo from my brain so it dropped the glass into the sink. Roach goes **SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER** and starts **FUCKIN FLYING!!**
So here I am in the kitchen, flailing around trying to get the roach spray, and waiting for it to land somewhere. It somehow decides to land on the dishrack again. I think, I gotta spray it, fuck it I’ll just buy new kitchenware anyway. So I spray it and it twitches twitches flies and spasms under the rack.
I’m still shaking and thinking, hope this fucker is dead. I hear no movement so I wear those cheap plastic gloves to lift the dishrack and there it is….
TWO MORE OF HIS BUDDIES JUST STANDING THERE!!!!!!!
WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKK—————- I yell as I drop the dishrack, the dishes and all and scurry for the spray again. Of course its buddies go apeshit and start running/flying all over the kitchen now. And I’m using the spray like it’s a fucking flamethrower, haphazardly spraying everything around me.
After the 3 fuckateers are dead, and I’m drenched in sweat (because I’d already turned off the aircon), half-naked (because I removed my shirt) but I start cleaning the kitchen with more plastic gloves + alcohol and throw away things damaged in the battle.
At this point it’s been a good hour and I’m physically and mentally exhausted. I go to the washroom to wash my hands and face. I lean into the sink, and as I’m washing my face something light and sticky drops from above onto my bare back and I let out a **HUUAAAEAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!** and just start running away from the sink, water still running.
It was a random cheap plastic glove that I stored on top of the mirror-compartment thing. It felt sticky because it was my own sweat.
I stand there in shock, awe and fear for a good 5 minutes. I feel like a broken man.
My worst one happens at least once every year. Lift up a potted plant some time during summer and a dirty great centipede come writhing out…
Normally, I don’t have toooo many bugs in my house. Then I had this doozy of a bug adventure:
A couple months ago, I found a cockroach in a pile of clothes. Vacuumed it up, it crawled out a couple hours later and just sat there. Covered it with a cup and opened the window so I can throw it out. At this point, I notice another big bug on my curtains. Thinking it’s another cockroach, I lean in for a closer look. Nope, big ol hornet. I flee to another room and shut the door behind me, peering at the hornet. When it starts flying, I slammed the door and wait in the genkan for English club leader to show up. I tell her my predicament, she gets the neighbor to come with a can of bug spray, but no hornet to be found.
At English club, I show a picture of the hornet to various people(apparently #1 most useful thing to do in case of snake bite is take a picture of the snake, so figured same idea with scary flying insects). Some say it’s not a hornet, but others say “no that’s a queen hornet (女王バチ)” and they often live in curtains, where I found mine. That night I sit in the room until 2am convincing myself that it must have flown out the window.
Cut to the next day. I get home from work and start making dinner. Suddenly, I hear a buzz. Fear flows through me as I look over and see the big hornet in my kitchen window. I turn off the stove, grab a can of bug spray (purchased the night before by showing the shop stag a picture of my problem) and ran to the neighbor’s house. I ring the doorbell and my neighbor appears. Due to panic, pretty much all my Japanese is gone. So, I stand in front of my neighbor, holding bug spray, pointing at my house, and saying “ハチ” over and over. She then asks me if I figured out the bug situation, then asks if it’s still inside. After confirming it’s still inside, she comes over to my house and locates it, thankfully still in my kitchen window. My short, brave, 70 something year old neighbor move some things around and sprays the hornet for a good minute while saying “noooooo” and scary buzzes coming from the hornet. When we are pretty sure it’s dead, she wraps it up in some tissues and we throw it away. I do my best to thank her in panic forgotten Japanese, and she returns to her house. Thank god for inaka neighbors 🙏
I live in a house in downtown Tokyo, only moved at the start of the year. So far had stink bugs and an invasion of termites. I never noticed bugs much when I lived in apartments!
Can tolerate them in general, I just don’t like the poison ones hanging around my house. Past year we had quite a few of these Australien redback spiders in the garden. Thankfully not seen this year so far. And of course Mukade, I live in the suburbs very far from inaka,but still we have Mukade here😬
Oh man, so back in spring, I think, I had gone outside to check and see if birds were trying to nest in the little hole in the wall where the AC tube thing goes, and noticed about a dozen or two wasps were hanging out looking to make a hive on the corner of the screen door to the bedroom. I thought to trap them in between the glass and the screen by closing it from the other side of the doors, but when i went to do it I got spooked and slipped. At that point this little metal piece got stuck, preventing me from closing the door. If I had tried to close it, it would have released all the trapped wasps into my bedroom…thank GOD the prior tenant was a friend, because she left some wasp killer I managed to find in the kitchen…
Yeah I miss Japan but damn I don’t miss the bugs. I remember when I first moved in to our home and went out onto our porch/first floor. I was innocently enjoying the view and turned back toward the sliding doors and right above was the biggest dark brown reddish roach I’ve ever seen in my life.
I slowly and carefully made my way back in and closed the door so gently and then sat down stunned.
From then on it was a fight twice a week when I would come back from teaching English. It was nighttime and every single damn time there would be huge roaches on our door. I had to call my partner to come out and kill them….thankfully we moved….but then the spiders came and that’s a whole another deal.
My stories are mostly of the jumpscare type. I was pregnant, adjusting to a new center of gravity and squatting to pick lettuce when a stag beetle grabbed on. There was blood, I tell you, and mild anxiety around lettuce for months.
Huge spiders with bodies the size of a 100-en coin build strong webs across my garage door. Ugh.
And the abu! Big dumb horseflies with a bite that makes me swell up and get feverish. Those are the worst! I used to think I could work in the garden in shorts and a tank top. Hah! Woven denim, woven shirts, the baachan straw hat, doused in lavender and maybe with a katori senkou pig by my side. They can bite through knit.
In general, I would like to be a bug pacifist, but sometimes the realities hit too hard for logic.
I had a cockroach that was invading my house last summer and it was so fast that without thinking I picked it up and squeezed it to death in my fist. My husband later told me they can bite so that wasn’t the smartest idea and I should use either spray or the cock roach killer he made by tying up magazines together.
I once rolled out of bed hungover and picked up some old jeans that had been on the floor. Pulled them up and immediately felt a pinch. My brain briefly told me it was my leg hairs getting caught on some fabric or whatever, but some other deeper part of my brain told me to get those fucking cloth leg holes the fuck away. I met myself in the middle and just started shaking the fuck out of my leg and the biggest and thus far only mukade I’ve ever seen plopped put the bottom. I had one of those bug spray aerosol guns you use to spray wasp nests from 2 meters away and so I started blasting. The force slid him under my fridge and I considered the battle won. After this I had to shake my pants before putting them on for half a year.
When I first came here I made the mistake of leaving a cup of water next to my bed uncovered – woke up the next morning to a dead cockroach inside my cup. Eughhh. Luckily I didn’t drink any during the night. Only do bottles now lol.
A few days ago, I was driving around with my husband looking for known bouldering spots in Fukushima. One led us up a hill to a dense “path” into the woods that looked like the tunnel scene in Spirited Away, but without the tunnel. He’s used to this (in other parts of the world.) I am not. However, I thought it was fine since I’m from Florida.
I step out of the car, walk 2 feet to where the grass sprawl starts to lead into knee high brush. I look down, around, realizing slowly that the ground is *moving.*
I have seen countless banana spiders, felt friendly toward huntsman spiders, enjoyed watching ants do their thing. I have never in my life suddenly found the ground all around me literally crawling with inch long spiders, until that moment. I have no idea what kind, but they looked like BIG wolf spiders.
In the seconds before I ran I noticed that just glancing around I’m seeing little swarms of things I can’t name gathering on leaves, larger numbers of bumble bees than elsewhere (this is good) and types of dragonflies I’ve never seen before. The woods here are no joke in the summer.
probably bee movie. what was seinfeld thinking?
but seriously, maybe the biggest huntsman spider ive ever seen on the floor of a shitty cheap hotel. maybe 6-7inches from end to end
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Was living in one of those traditional Japanese houses with dirt and straw walls and sliding doors all around instead of doors/walls. No air-conditioning or anything so in Summer my 2 roommates ( a hostess with a shoe collection that would fill half her room from floor to ceiling and a 60 year old MamaSan who could speak English and was tough as balls ) and i would remove the outer sliding walls and let the breeze pass through the house. So of course we would get all kinds of critters. One of those times I was home alone and cooking food in the kitchen when I noticed a huge ass wolf spider on the wall behind me. I mean it was big, bigger than my hand with fingers spread out. So quick thinking me grabbed the closest thing at hand to catch it and throw it out. I slam the pasta strainer bowl thing over it quick as lightning. Aha! Gotcha! i am so smart! I thought.. Then the realization hit me.. How the Fu.. do I get it out of the kitchen. So there I am with a hand over the pasta strainer on top of a huge ass spider almost the same size as the strainer itself and the spider goes into panic beast mode. It starts thrashing around the pasta strainer, like hard. I thought it would knock it off the wall a few times while i was trying to hold it down. I slide it down as far as it can go and sit on the floor next to it, holding it against the wall trying not to cry. To be completely honest I don’t remember much after this. I think I managed to grab something in the kitchen with my feet and slid it under the strainer. I remember putting the thing on the kitchen counter with something heavy on top and took pictures of it to show my roommates. But yeah, we had bugs, rats, weasels, and lots of crazy fun.