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Killing flies and fly writers* - Amanda Magee
Greetings once again from the sticky Adirondacks, the black flies have left, but the regular old house flies have all take up residence in our house…wherever my bug-phobic Briar is. MOM! MO-OOOOOM! MOM, COME QUICK! QUICK I SAID. Pad. Click. Pad. Click.OH MY GOSH, OH. MY. GOODNESS! OHMYGOSH, Pad. Click. Pad. Click.HURRY. QUICK! MOM!”Pad, click, click, pad. What is it?A FLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY. Pad.Pad.Pad.Clomp.A FLY.Pad. Click. Click. Click. Smack.A FLY.Pad. Slide. Slide. Grunt. Pad.OH MY GOSH A FLY! Each of these exchanges is of course peppered with the unbelievably pathetic sounds of Avery making her valiant, but gimpy way along on her pudgy foot and purple cast. So far I’ve exterminated 4 of the little buggers with a dish towel, one particularly wily fly continues to…