This journal officially begins on March 1st 2018, but I suppose it's origins date back to November of the previous year.
I usually get myself a small present, to myself for Christmas, (yea, selfishness is one of my many endearing qualities, you'll see) and I was thinking an ant farm. I remember back then thinking a light up gel one, to put on my desk or on a shelf in the bathroom to watch well brushing my teeth HAHAHAAAA
I Googled some diff models and watched some videos...I remember this one in particular stealing my ❤...
I laughed, I cried, ok ok maybe not but its worth 10mins *if this guy is on here, I'd love to be friends
So inevitably I came to the part about the ants. I remember as a kid ordering them with my dad, when they came in the mail, and then watching them die over 4mons. Older now, after studying Veterinary Medicine and having conservation biology mold into my persona as easy as breathing, ordering some workers or snatching them from outside to slowly die with no purpose seemed..well..f_*&d up.
So I got to wondering how people did it? Ya know, "weird ant farmers"
And so began the wormhole of nuptial flights, mating seasons, colonies, and larvae and pupae and queens, and borrows and stuff I still don't understand...
It kinda went on the backburner, as I could longer 'just order a gel farm or uncle miltons' morally. But the ants stuck with me, and I found watching videos of them working and scurrying around..relaxing lol
Fast forward to petsitting the last day of February 2018.
I was walking my clients dogs through the back field she owns and was noticing what looked to be burrow entrances. I thought they could be bugs or beetles and saw a few where I thought nahhh that's a snake entrance lol but then I saw one with some freshly moved dirt, like an ant hill and when I looked closer I saw a little ant worker testing the temps with his antenna.. I had nothing with me, but figured I'd bring a shovel and container with me next time. Getting her into a test tube my first time, and all her workers and stuff seemed unrealistic to me out in the field so I opted for the container, shovel, spoon, get her the workers and eggs etc method.
I didn't even expect to find them again in the afternoon, but there it was. I sort of overturned it, and she was right there, looking shocked and pissed lol in the split second I thought of flipping it back over and leaving them, but it was going to snow that night, some crazy nor-easter despite it being 39° and as I just exposed them I just suddenly spooned her and all the workers I could see
I gently sifted thru, looking for eggs or any larvae but found nothing. And watched and sifted and picked up any stragglers. It really appeared to be just her, 12-15works, and the male, as you'll see later.
I got lucky as I did not overturn a large complex nest of active ants, and obviously my little guys don't seem to bite, THANK GOD
I walked back with the dogs, gave the ants a chunk of raw honey, took some pictures of my terrified queen, and thought 'Oh no. NOW WHAT'
Edited by StayLoki, March 4 2018 - 8:48 AM.