Weekend Blitzkrieg Massacre...

at the Burr household!

had to move some furniture and therefore left the front door open. apt was invaded by about ten flies!

it was time for the clan to counterattack, and swiftly. add my son with a electronic bug swatter that looks like a tennis racket, and a swift, lithe siamese cat named General Pock. Gen Pock leaped, hurled himself in death defying moves, his lightening quick paws knocking the impertinent insects to the floor, where little Noah could end their pitiful lives with a quick jolt of electricity.

it was wonderful teamwork, as the Persian cat, Buster Tsunami, and I sat on the couch and viewed the entertainment.
 
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it works a charm, too. you press the button on the handle as you swing it, sending the juice to the net, and when you hit the fly, *bzzzzzt* there is a little flash of light and a crackle.