A Traveler and his Cat exploring America.

Friday, January 18, 2019

A Frightening Incident

I was sitting outside in the sunshine enjoying a beverage with my camp mate Jo. As I took a drink a chunk of something poured into my mouth. What the...?  I spit it out into my hand.  It was a BEE that had crawled into the can!  My mind immediately went back two months ago when a bee had stung my hand at the abandoned mine and how painful and discomforting for days afterwards that was, unlike any other bee sting I had ever had.  Needless to say I was traumatized thinking of what if that bee had stung my tongue or anywhere inside my mouth.  I believe the only thing that prevented my being stung was that it was beer I was drinking and the bee, although still alive was thoroughly inebriated. 


  1. That bee's going to have a real hangover in the morning and no one's going to believe him when he tells them where he's been!

  2. You're holding him in your hand! :-0

    Glad he did not sting you. Gotta watch out for those cans. Whew!

  3. Close call! I use a coaster on top of cans, glasses, bottles, etc. I once started to swallow a spider that had fallen in my water glass during the night. That will wake you up in a hurry. Glad you're okay.


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