“There’s a mosquito eating you alive as we speak!” Bonnie shrieked. I looked down at my arm, and as my hand flew, my eyes focused on the black speck on my arm, and I knew instantly that it was not a mosquito, but a fly. It made absolutely no attempt to fly away.
This guy was making a racket in the tree because there was a cat down below who wanted to steal his avocado. Or maybe the cat wanted to eat him. Who can say for sure? Whenever I walk past my neighbor’s house, I’ll see an avocado on their lawn. I’ve always wondered where they come […]
It’s finally over!
I don’t mean to be a party pooper, but…
