Recently I seem to be plagued with baby cockroaches. And I mean babies. They measure about 2mm end to end. They are so tiny even the spiders leave them for me to pick up.
Sure, I vacuum wheneverly, but each morning there are a few more mummified corpses for me to dispatch. I take solace in knowing that if the babies are foraging, they come from broken homes. Although truthfully, these little guys aren't quite as adorable as the scamps in Oliver Twist.