I've written a few commentaries
over the years about mites, notably dust mites, and their contribution to the
creation of dust bunnies as they chew and process our skin flakes.
Dust mites have it easy.
Not like the face mites I read about in
National Geographic.
They are mitey odd.
Face mites?
We have face mites?
Yep.
As author and scientist Rob Dunn puts it, "They are so small a
dozen of them could live on the head of a pin."
So how many do you think could live on
your
head?
They actually live in your hair
follicle pores.
Why not?
Certain species of mites live in feathers,
others in rabbit ears, making the rabbits scratch and then drinking the fluid
the scratching causes.
You mite say they
go on an ooze bender.
There are currently 2 species of
face mites known to science, but nature in its infinite wisdom has certainly
come up with more.
There's no reason to be
alarmed.
Another researcher says that
mites are just one example of the wild life we all carry with us everyday in
our body's different ecological niches.
Or is the ick-ological?
Tiny
creatures are crawling on us and in us from brow to bowel every minute.
I feel sorry for the face mite
though.
Even though living on its host's
sebum seems like a good gig, nature evolved a nasty way of dying for the poor
little boogers.
After mother mites give birth, in
their pore home, the young mites grow.
When they're adults they only live for a few weeks.
Rob Dunn says, "Death comes at the
precise moment when the mites, lacking an anus, fill up with feces, die, and
decompose on your head."
Gotta love nature.
But I'm sure glad we evolved differently.
America, ya gotta love it.
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