You’d think the dead mongoose smell would put you off your lunch first! So double check the source of maggots, if they are from a sago palm then it’s lunchtime! Clean the maggots then stir fry quickly in hot peanut oil until the skins are crackling and the insides are juicy.
I’d think the dead mongoose smell would send me out of doors ! So double check the source of maggots, if they are from a sago palm then it’s lunchtime! Clean the maggots then stir fry quickly in hot peanut oil until the skins are crackling and the insides are juicy.
It was definately a rotting mongoose, we found it yesterday. As for people who wonder that we didn’t smell it: it’s Aceh, I have an open sewer running down my street, there are a lot of competing smells and rotting mongoose isn’t even that high on the list of most disgusting.
Man, and I thought the colony of Brazilian cockroaches in my dorm at college were bad. (Former frat house next to former bio building. Said cockroaches escaped when the former bio building was moved. Very little more off-putting than said cockroaches at 3 AM in the communal showers.
Oh yeah. They have a “frisky season” when they are more likely to fly than others. I don’t know if it’s a breeding season because I figure they breed all the time. It just seems like when you see a flier in your house you’re likely to see more in the next few days, so it’s either some kind of roach ritual or a plot against the puny humans.
I think I probably previously mentioned my “Night of One Million Cockroaches” in Hawaii at some point or another. Like those scenes in The Craft, except in real life (and just roaches. A million of them. All over the house for one night for no reason my prepubescent brain could fathom at the time). I still wonder if it was a nightmare sometimes - but no, my brother confirms it.
The worst is anticipation of their flight. Like when you see one crawling around on the ceiling, and you don’t want to go under it because it could take to wing and urrrrgh. I just hate the way they fly, in little spurts and all over the place.
Every summer I see a few “maggot cases”. Animals that are typically chained outdoors and suffer myiasis (maggots). Often the outcome of neglect, they are the type of cases that cause my receptionists/techs to lose their lunch.
They are usually older animals with multiple preexisting health problems. Imagine your grandparent chained to a tree 24/7 and think about the likely outcome. They often start out with diarrhea that soaks the fur around the perineum. Fly eggs are laid, then hatch. Often on presentation you can see the rippling effect of the subcutaneous, crawling maggots.
I charge a good bit to work on these cases. You can imagine why.
