A Hearty Good Bye To That Big Black Fly

The first thing is, you do not want a 22-pound cat chasing a big black fly through the house. The first crash came in the bathroom. I have make up everywhere. I guess my make up cases were in the way to the window that has a big, deep window seal. Maybe the fly was looking at itself in the mirror. Whatever, the eye shadow looks so pretty, mixed in with the foundation.

Now, I am not lazy, but today is a busy day and I will clean it up later. However, when the plants that I am rooting in the kitchen window went flying, I had to clean that up. You know what that water looks like when you roots plants forever. Yes, that was all over the kitchen and the pizza oven. Now I have cleaned it up and that is enough fly chasing.

Crash again from the dining room. This fly has to go or I will have no house left. The cat is not very graceful when it comes to chasing a fly. That little glass figurine that was on the table was so pretty. I really liked it. The fly is dead. I had to take care of it. My sanity and my home depended on it. Bella, the big, bad cat is resting now. I know it quite a workout for him. He hates having to move too much for dinner.

Now it time for a long nap.