Bees and honey.  They go together.  Normally we love the honey, but run from the bees.  Recently we have had our share of the bees as we harvested the honey in our backyard.  We have about 8 bee hives there which have been active as the bees get the nectar to bring back to the hives.  Our yard is big enough that the bees, our two dogs, the people who work with us, and even Michael, Luka and I have been able to be back there with no problem. 

After wearing a bee suit, gloves, and boots and carrying a smoker, the top is taken off of the hive and the comb is removed.  Needless to say, the bees aren’t all that happy about this invasion of their home and they swarm around the people working there.  We moved our dogs into the front yard, tying up our biggest one, Jambo, the Alaskan malamute.  Turns out the bees went looking for someone or something to sting and they found the dogs out front.  One was loose and could run away, but Jambo was tied to a tree and the kid watching him ran away.  Another kid knocked on our door to tell us Jambo was in trouble.  He was rolling and biting and kicking and doing everything he could to get the bees out of his fur.  It took two different guys (in bee suits) to free him and then we got him in the house.  We couldn’t see the bees in his fur, but we knew they were there from his actions.  Michael finally had me fill the bathtub with water and we got him in there.  Thankfully we could look up “dogs and bee stings” on the internet and found out he could have a Benadryl and an Epipen if necessary!  We did get the Benadryl in him, but the Epipen wasn’t necessary.  After a quick swim in the river, he slept off the Benadryl in a nearby field, far away from the bees.  He is now a firm believer that African killer bees could kill if they wanted to!