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Our Thanksgiving preparations were going smoothly…we had no reason to protest

until, that is, the arrival of some uninvited guests.

You see this year we decided to buy a pie…billed as world famous…best in show…

What does the best apple pie in the world taste like?

I guess we’ll never know.

For we have a sugar ant problem…we work hard to keep them at bay…

and though we didn’t invite them to our Thanksgiving…they showed up anyway.

We bought our pie the day before and snuck it in our house…

we didn’t want the ants to hear us…

because sugar ants…as small as they are…do not respect…or fear us.

That expensive world famous pie was for our loving family to share…

So we hid it high up on a cabinet…away from the kitchen…

thinking the ants would never find it there.

We knew that sugar ants…being so small…the tiniest crevices they can fit through…

but we never dreamed when we hid our pie…they could climb mountains too.

The next morning…Thanksgiving morning…I knew exactly what had happened

when I heard Deborah’s harrowing cry…

the ants we thought we had outsmarted….were now crawling on top of our pie.

“Maybe they’re just on the top.” Deborah hoped as she frantically brushed them aside…

“There’s only one way to find out.” I said. “We must take a look inside.”

So I cut a large slice of that award-winning apple pie…it was thick and juicy and fat.

“Hey, Deborah,” I asked, “in an apple pie…should things be moving around like that?”

Ants were crawling, swimming, spinning…when they saw us the didn’t ever stop!

It was as if they were all little children…let loose in a candy shop.

“Maybe warmed up with some ice cream on top no-one will notice.” I said unabashed.

but Deborah only gave me a dirty look as she threw our world famous pie into the trash.

Christmas is just around the corner and being outsmarted once…

we’re not taking going to take a chance…

We will be buying two pies for Christmas this year…

one for us

and another one for the ants.