Yesterday, I saw none. Today, a bunch.
They have yet to damage the paint on my car...and I don't even wash them off all the time. I will not wash my car every day, so I allow their small corpses to rot on the car. The paint hasn't suffered yet.
They don't bite. They don't do anything, really, except fly around, make little love bugs and (in the fall) remind us that the oppressive humidity of the Orlando summer will soon be behind us.
They do make me wiggy by climbing on my arm or leg, so I close the sunroof to keep them out.
They have yet to damage the paint on my car...and I don't even wash them off all the time. I will not wash my car every day, so I allow their small corpses to rot on the car. The paint hasn't suffered yet.
They don't bite. They don't do anything, really, except fly around, make little love bugs and (in the fall) remind us that the oppressive humidity of the Orlando summer will soon be behind us.
They do make me wiggy by climbing on my arm or leg, so I close the sunroof to keep them out.