Sunday, 21 June 2009

War without End

My dog hates flies. It's bad enough when he encounters them outdoors, in their natural habitat, but when they dare to come inside, into his territory, and then buzz around the house like they own the place, well that's enough to drive him totally mad. No matter what their size, from miniscule micro-flyette to huge horsefly, if he sees one ,or worse still hears one, then I'm afraid they must die! And if they can't be despatched instantly then he is forced to retire upstairs and sit under the bed grumbling until I have the offending insect removed.

There can be only one....

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