I got home and found half a dozen houseflies buzzing around our living room bay window. Denis got home a few moments later and within the next five minutes killed about two or three dozen. That’s disgusting. They weren’t here this morning (or if they were, they are late sleepers). I just went online to research houseflies (the most important things I needed to know being 1) their lifespan and 2) how often they breed). Now I’m thoroughly grossed out, because I found out that:
1) they live for a month
2) a female fly lays up to 120 eggs
3) twelve days later they hatch
So let’s see…twelve days ago it was June 28. I was home for the day working in the garden. And kept coming in and out because it was so flippin’ hot that I needed to take a break every thirty minutes. Which means I probably let in some Mama Fly that proceeded to use my house as a birthing room.
I’m tempted to bug bomb the house – but where on earth can two humans, four tempermental cats and one spastic dog go for an afternoon while the place fumigates?