I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges.
Wiggles: Whap! Aagghh! Missed another one!
Stella: Score – Flies 3, Wiggles 0.
Me: They are thick today, aren’t they?
Wiggles: Watch me. Wait for it. Wait for it. Snap, snap!
Me: That was great! You’re fast!
Wiggles: It’s all in the jaws. I am a natural.
Me: Stella, I don’t ever see you playing this game.
Stella: That’s because of my fine, delicate features. I am simply not made for such a violent sport.
Wiggles: Snap! Snap! Snap! I am. Try it, Lady Human. You’ve got a big mouth.
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One thought on “The Delicate Sport of Fly Snapping – Conversations with Stella and Wiggles”
Wiggles is welcome to my house anytime. My little ones aren’t concerned by flies. They get in from my weep hole on the balcony. Make me crazy.
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