Run for the Hills! It's the Killer Bees!

Last Saturday while helping a friend cut brush on her ranch,  Joe Kestner, husband of Fieg cousin Judy Kestner, was attacked by a swarm of Africanized honey bees.

The noise of the chain saw he was using disturbed the insects, known throughout the southwestern states as aggressive and dangerous predators, and they set upon the first living thing they saw: Joe.

He ran toward the house nearby but the horde pursued him, a trait that separates them from regular honey bees.  They all poured into the bathroom, where Joe turned on the shower and stuck in his head.

Though this discouraged some bees, many others had gotten inside of his clothes and were stinging him under the arms and on the back.  Probably because of the venom entering his body under the arms, where are located many lymph nodes, Joe began to lose consciousness.

The other people there came running into the bathroom, receiving the wrath of the bees as well, and tried to get Joe to stand up so they could get him to a vehicle and away from the scene of the massacre.  Because he was virtually dead weight (sorry!) they struggled mightily, but eventually were successful in righting him. 

They took off his clothes, poured a bottle of ammonia over his body (can you envision them using an After Bite pen on every one of the 40+ stings?), loaded him into a car and drove to the ranch gate, calling 911 on the way. 

To make a long story short, after an ambulance ride and a few hours in the hospital in Laredo, Joe was discharged, wearing an attractive hospital gown with stylish back tie, and our friend Janice drove him back to the ranch.  He was fine after a couple of days, though his glasses have not been discovered.  (Maybe the bees are learning how to use them to focus the sunlight into a little pinprick of heat to fry ants.  It wouldn't surprise me.)

The End.