Time flies, and butterflies fly. Flies don’t seem to fly as much as they seem to hover and land on me and my food and anything that would be found to be most annoying. Then they hop up just for as much time as it takes to avoid the fly swatter. Flies are extremely annoying and that is probably why they are called pests.
Seriously, a song was written about how bothersome flies are. Its repetitive phrase goes: Shoo fly, don’t bother me, shoo fly don’t bother me, shoo fly don’t bother me, for I belong to somebody.
Now, in my memory this song has to do with slavery, but aside from that it is important to know that some things that fly are annoying. They are pests.
However, some so called pests are not so annoying.
If you look closely you will see a bunny rabbit under my chair. It is a pest. Yes, this sweet little bunny did what the deer hadn’t yet attempted. It ate the flowers off my hostas close to the house. The deer devour the whole hosta, but the bunny (according to my human who often spies such atrocities – see poor flamingo with the berry juice on his back) jumped up on his hind legs in order to push the stem down so he could pick off each individual flower.
My human tried to shoo the bunny in the same way the singer of the song tries to shoo the flies. It did not work.
Often, when I am sitting in my garden, I see my friend, the bunny. He is still my friend though he may not remain such if he continues to pick off the flowers of my plants. This silly little bunny dug into the gravel dust under the chair and plopped down to take a nap. Apparently I am not at all threatening.
Today, as I spent my lazy Saturday in a chair hoping time stops flying so quickly past, I watched this flower devouring bunny eat stalk after stalk of weeds growing in my yard. I told him I greatly appreciated his weeding properly. I don’t think he understood. I bet he only eats what I call a weed when I am watching and the flowers when I am not. I think he is devious.
I wonder if I still have my recipe for hossenfeffer. Probably not. Probably doesn’t matter anyway. I couldn’t harm my bunny any more than I can catch a fly with a fly swatter.
Today’s prompt was fly…. Try your own.