Guess who does not like flies?
Lucy The Wonder Dog didn't mind the mousie in the van; she would have chased it for hours if she could. But the late-summer bloom of flies bugged her (heh, I crack myself up) until she found a den in which to hide.
She crawled under the bed. Here you see her looking slightly annoyed that we opened the back door and revealed her hiding spot -- what if a fly gets in?
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We used to go camping with a camping trailer, but it has been sitting unused for a couple years. Smokey and Matthew opened it up last weekend to get some stuff out of it.
What is Matthew photographing with his phone?
It was kind of sad; those baby mice are never going to achieve self-actualization. But Mrs. Mother Mouse and her friends had chewed several holes in the canvas sides of the trailer, leading Smokey to decide he would not even try to sell the thing.
Free to good home: one camping trailer. Needs some repair.
