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Yeah, you have to kind of "pick your hard" on this one. Mine is that a patch on my hat enables me to avoid spraying my skin with a chemical. (I know you understand the chemical avoidance priority.) But I do totally understand your finding it repulsive to yank off a strip coated with flies. I do, too, but do it anyway.Originally Posted by JayEll
I'd rather use repellant than have to deal with removing a sticky strip covered with dying flies... But we all have to do what we have to do...
Probably it reminds me of the horse barns of my long-lost youth. In the aisles, there were often these very long spiraling twists of flypaper swaying in the breeze, covered with dead & dying flies. I worked there in the barn sometimes to pay for extra lessons. One of my jobs -- aside from mucking stalls & pushing wheelbarrows full of manure, or throwing down bricks of hay -- was changing the fly strips. Maybe that steeled me for dealing with the deerfly strips.
Okay, apologies for the hijack, but I hate the deerflies too & couldn't let ICU's post pass without offering a potential remedy.



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My alarm is set for (gulp) 5am so I can report in that I did it too. My only failure today was a mindless handful of Fritos. They truly were in my mouth before I even realized it. Culprit was DS12, leaving open bag on counter. Lecture was administered. 

