Oh dear!
Rolli spotted a fly in our house and he just realized that our
special-spider-catcher-thingy-ma-do
is still at Grandma Jean's house... what will we ever do?!
Luckily, Rolli remembered that he still has the "Crab" from Miles.
I'm not going to lie...
My first thought was "Wow. This could keep him busy for a while."
I thought wrong.
Then it got away...
Then Rolli caught it again!
Even though it was a slow fly I was still impressed.
Next, we put the poor little fly in the freezer.
Once he was shocked and maybe just a bit frozen
we carefully tied a piece of thread around the fly's belly.
This last step officially converted the fly from wild to domesticated.
Pet's life was brought to an abrupt end
when Vivian took him for a walk and accidently ripped his abdomen off.
Oops.
It turns out that we aren't very good fly owners.
Fortunately Pet wasn't around long enough for any of us to get attached.
I think we are now ready for something a little more hardy...
like baby chicks!
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