I have a fly. He won't die.
He's driving me crazy.
Anyone know the average lifespan of a fly?
Where's my Zoe girl when I need her? She was one hell of a fly catcher.
It was kind of gross when she ate them, but at least they weren't buzzing around any more.
Oh, Zoe. Yet another reason I miss you, sweet girl.
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