Trapped!

Every time I have ever tried to actually kill a cockroach, it NEVER dies, and inevitably come back to haunt me. Somehow, if it can torture me and my existence, it will. Fly at me, climb over me, chase me..you name it!

So, unless it is an emergency, I don't kill them. I trap them, and when my oh-so-wonderful husband gets home, he gets to take care of it! This one was about 2.5 inches of pure disgustingness that was waiting on Rusty the other day!

Why, God? Why?