Bees attack

This morning while having breakfast, Oskar pointed out a fly by the lights over the table. A little bit later after we changed him, the lonely fly had become a dozen of them. They were actually bees. 

I had Aggie keep Oskar in his room while I tried to get them out. Failing to do so, I moved to killing them.

One by one, I killed easily two dozens of those. They were everywhere in the living room and kitchen. Someone must have disturbed their best to explain such an invasion. 

Luckily no one got stung but gave us some emotions on this Monday morning.