Red Ant vs Aunt Red!

We have loads of red ants on our place.  I'm talking big ol' hills that people are shocked to see when they come up the road by the south barn.  They look like something in a sci-fi flick!

Oddly enough, however, none of us have had too much trouble with ants.  Good things must always come to an end!!

Last Saturday night brother brought back dad's tractor since the haying was done.  I was standing at the back of the trailer when I felt something crawling on my shoulder.  I did the normal slapping and grabbing at my shirt thing.  I thought whatever it was was gone.  Then I felt a sting!  yikes!!!  If you thought the "bug up my nose dance" sounded crazy I have to say that was nothing!  I tried to look for whatever was getting me but couldn't find it.  So, I took off to the barn thinking I could undo a couple buttons and see it.  Nope!  I thought about peeling my shirt off right there but decided against it.  Mom and Dad's house isn't too far away so I headed that direction and the highest rate of speed my legs could give.  Let's just say one of the boys could've beat me! 

Anyway, I found a red ant on the waist of my jeans!  The scoundrel got me again on the stomach before I could end his hatred for mankind.  Thankfully, I'm not allergic to insect stings and the pain was semi-short lived. 

If anyone reading this calls PETA on the ants behalf I'll deny the whole thing!