You're bugging me

I have always had this strange, unexplained respect for bugs.  I do my best not to kill them.  O.K., at the risk of you thinking I'm a freak, I'm going to share.  You see, the way I feel is that the little bug has a Momma that loves him or her.....or that Momma has a baby bug that she loves and that needs her.  So, when there is a bug in the house, I really do try my best to escort it outside, and not to kill it.  Although, a part of me does share the widely held belief that bugs have the entire universe to fly or crawl around, so why do they find the need to come into my house?  Now, I really wish that bugs had the same respect for me!  Today, in Dallas, the weather was simply beautiful!  We've had such a brutal summer of HOT weather and today was the FIRST REAL day of nice weather from the start of the morning, though what's now 6:33 pm.  Jeff and I were able to sit outside Starbuck's this morning and enjoy our coffee in the beautiful fresh air.....ran some errands.....and had lunch with our friend Joey at a place called Jimmy's and were able to eat "al fresco!"  I have just had such a nice day outside (for the first time in a long time) that I just didn't want it to end!  When we got home, I came in the house, unplugged my computer and went out to sit on the deck and catch up on a little work (see I just blew all the leaves off the deck yesterday and straightened it up, so it was a beautiful setting...looking out over the yard and watching the dogs playing and enjoying the fresh air themselves!).  So, about 10 minutes into what I thought was going to be a relaxing, outdoor, afternoon.....it happened.  Gnats and mosquitoes everywhere.  It was like they were saying, "Hey, we have reigned over this yard, solo, all summer and we're not ready to give it up.  Beat it."  I flinched and swatted, but to no avail....they were everywhere.  Really?  After sparing your lives and the lives of your friends and relatives we can't share the yard?  I kept thinking to myself, I need to get a citronella candle.  It's sad, but it's like gorilla warfare out there.  It's me against them.  I either gas them with the sweet smelling aroma of citronella, or I give in and give up the use of my yard.  Did I inadvertently assassinate some important bug in the house this year, and now they have put out an A.P.B. with my picture and stats and said to be on the lookout.  If I did, I didn't mean to!  It goes against my beliefs.  Give me a second chance!!!  Well they were relentless.  I retreated to my office and breathed the stale air.  It's not fair and it's going to turn into a war.  I will now capture their little friends, put them in a glass jar with a screen lid and put them on the inside window sill.  I will then try my relaxing, outdoor, afternoon again.  If they leave me alone, then the prisoners will be released and no one will have to get hurt.  Should they decide to, once again, swarm...the screen lid comes off and the original, solid lid goes on.  They're calling the shots, but I'm still going to give them options.  I don't want to resort to gas, but much like the musical, HAIR, that I saw this week in Dallas....I will use gas (in the form of citronella) if I have to.  I guess I NOW finally understand where the saying, "You're bugging me"  comes from.  It makes sense.  SO, all you bugs out there, "YOU'RE BUGGING ME" and I'm warning you....if you don't quit.....SOMEONE is going to get hurt.  Not a threat, but a promise!!!