I spy with my little teenie eye, a whole mess o' flies around this big horsey's eye!
My day started on Preacher Billings Rd hoping to catch some morning mist. Instead, this sweet horse ran to me and begged me to swat at the flies.
My lesson learned: Swat away at flies but remember to close the windows of the Jeep first.
Later, I ventured into Valle Crucis and saw poor cattle wading in the creek. Flies covered their faces and the beasts begged me to help 'em...
This afternoon while running around the track at the VC park, I attracted a fly's attention. I ran for almost three-quarters of a mile, painfully aware of my own intake valve. With great attention, I avoided the non-essential protein.
This evening, as I was recounting my Diptera plaque with my husband, a common housefly landed upon his head.
Without hesitation, my beloved rolled a section of newspaper and he kilt it right then and there.
I'm not sure whether to love him more or be disgusted....
