Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Arthur is always up for a good fly chasing (especially with the slow, lazy ones), and this afternoon he was in especially fine form. Just listen to that chomping! It makes my teeth ache.
In the end, I think he eats the fly to prove a point, kind of like swallowing the worm at the bottom of a bottle of tequila. He doesn't really want to, but dammit! he has his reputation to think of.