Growing up on a cattle farm in Nebraska, complete with every kind of farm and wild animal you can imagine (cattle, pigs, horses, chickens, cats, dogs... coyote, deer, racoon, blah blah blah... you get the point), there was always an abundance of flies. Back then I didn't even really think about it. It was just part of the day-to-day. Flies were everywhere and we used to make a game out of destroying them. It was FUN!
Believe it or not, my brother and the neighbor boys used to use strands of hair (which they pulled out of my head or their sister Paige's head, of course) to make a tiny little fly noose. Not sure how they did this, but somehow they figured out how to catch the fly, put the little hair noose around its bug body and then let go to have a fly on a leash. The fly would just buzz around until it finally wore out. So, they'd catch another one and start the process all over. It was a great way to pass the time on the 90 minute school bus trip every morning and night... and now that I think about it... it was pretty amazing.
How'd they do that?!
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