Sure its dead?
Carrie: “Yep.” So I moved a suitcase to get closer to pick it up. Despite the oozing nature of it, the thing took off and freaked both of us out. So I asked Carrie for a bigger shoe. Carrie: “But I heard it pop.” Jonathan: “I know. I saw it oozing.” A few solid heel swats later with a dress shoe, and the cockroach was definitely dead. Mostly, he just freaked us out with his erratic moving. We didn’t know just how crazily or fast a big cockroach moved. I wrote a poem/limerick (below) in response to this incident.
