I killed a fly the other day. It was hanging out on the rim of the toilet, and I knew, because I’ve known a lot of flies in my life, that its next stop was the tomatoes sitting on the counter in my kitchen.
Later that same day, I was walking my dogs down the street when I saw a little girl sprinkling something on the sidewalk. I’m not usually one to befriend children, as I’m not very good with them, but my curiosity got the best of me.
Dana Shavin“Whatcha doin’?” I asked, in my most sing-songy, I-have-no-idea-how-to-talk-to-a-10-year-old voice.
“Attracting ants,” came the reply.
“Attracting them?” I said. “Why?”