During fall break, I took my niece (Gwen) to Dauphin Island. We had a great time exploring the island, taking a boat ride, and hanging out on the beach.
There is an Audubon bird sanctuary on the island. We decided to visit the sanctuary with my cousin Thomas, who was also vacationing on the island. It started out well, but ended in disaster.
We were walking along and looking for the birds, all of a sudden we were swarmed by mosquitoes. The swarm was so thick that it looked like a black fog surrounding us.
We took off running as fast as we could. Thomas was in the lead and I could see the swarm following him. I looked down at my dog, Blue, and he too was covered by the black fog of mosquitoes.
We finally made it out of the woods and back to our camper. Thomas was still in the lead, followed by Gwen, and I was bringing up the rear with Blue beside me.
I started yelling at Thomas and Gwen, “Grab the spray!” However, both of them ran past the bug spray on the picnic table and went straight into the camper.
When I reached the picnic table, I grabbed the can of bug spray and started spraying myself and randomly into the air.
Eventually, the swarm dissipated and we sat around examining the aftermath of the mosquito attack.
Gwen and Thomas were covered in bug bites. They had so many bites it looked like both of them had the chicken pox.
We decided the Audubon Bird Sanctuary should really be called the Audubon Mosquito Sanctuary.