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July 18, 2003
Slow Morning
'Bout the most exciting thing I've seen this morning is Sollie caught a jarfly...cicada to you non-hillbillies. I guess it crawled in the door when I let the cat out. Sassy's been chasing him all over the house trying to get it away from him. Sollie wasn't quite sure what to do with it....but he had caught it so it was his bug dammit and he wasn't sharing.
Now they've both lost interest in it and gone back to sleep...which probably means I'll have a jarfly crawling up my leg shortly.
I am in no shape to have a screaming runaway fit this morning.
Posted by Rita at July 18, 2003 07:21 AM
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Jar-flies make an awful racket don't they? My two cats caught one last summer, but once it started making its noise, they were scared of it and came to me for help.
"Papa? There's this...*thing* in the kitchen..."
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Posted by: David Strain at July 18, 2003 10:11 AM
So bad here this year the noise kept every one up all night. I think my Lab might be part smallmouth bass, he eats them! Worst of all they tempt me to sin: cut off my ever so proper dry fly, put a bait hook on the flyline and chunk one of those big suckers into the river.
Posted by: Old Fat Sailor at July 20, 2003 01:01 AM
I've actually never heard them called "jarflies." Learn something new every day.
Posted by: OAK at July 21, 2003 06:23 AM