The other night at bed time Dexter made friends with a blow fly. He named it Bill.
This morning, walking from our room to his he made a rather large leap.
“Don’t stand on Bill Mum”
Bill is dead in our door way.
The other night at bed time Dexter made friends with a blow fly. He named it Bill.
This morning, walking from our room to his he made a rather large leap.
“Don’t stand on Bill Mum”
Bill is dead in our door way.