well, i'll say this for chaumurky. the poisoner comes to our apartment every so often, & its not like we can pretend it isn't working. bugs do die; their numbers dwindle rapidly. this last time the exterminator came, he did a triple-thorough job. it is possible that the remnant has been rooted out. with the end to the infestation (gracious me but i like the word infestation) we can stop sleeping on the futon & move back to our bed, right & proper. all thanks to the miracle of poison. i knew hiring satanic bug-killers was smarter than getting the garden variety sort. anybody can tell you that.