Thursday, September 8, 2011

Venus


It was time to feed Venus the fly trap.  It was a bona fide rodeo in that bathroom this afternoon.



It involved me:
~locking a fly in the bathroom
~chasing the fly around the bathroom for about 8 minutes (I don't exaggerate... this fly was not prepared to meet it's maker)
~never actually hitting the fly but at least stunning it with the hurricane-strength wind my flyswatter generated
~picking the fly up with a pair of tweezers so I can actually get it in the mouth of the Venus Fly Trap
~fly escaping because Venus didn't close her jaws fast enough
~realizing Venus would never survive in the wild with such slow reflexes and recognizing an inbred fly trap when I see one
~catching the fly again, but when attempting to pull its wings off so it can't escape, pulled it apart into two pieces
~getting to feed two fly traps for the sweat of one





The wild, wild west is still alive and well.

6 comments:

Neighbor Jane Payne said...

Not only is the west alive and well, but so is your photography. Your pictures are so beautiful. I love the detail and the colors.

The family fly fetish seems to live on. Tell me it ain't so.

Tiffany Fackrell said...

wow i never knew that you actually had to feed those plants fly's...i thought they were just a normal plant that you water and give sunlight too...is this for real?

Staffieri Family said...

haha, gross!

Michelle said...

Hahahahaha please tell me you'll set up a video camera next time you try to feed it!

Ty said...

I got so excited when I read the title for this blog because I remember when you still had your venus fly trap in the fridge. Back when it was a microscopic seed. I can't believe that anybody could actually raise one of those to fly-eating size because it sounded so finicky. I shouldn't have doubted you though. Thanks for posting.

Rachel said...

This is too funny. I hope Venus can overcome its poor inbred genetics. You will have to nurture it to overcome its nature.