Now as much as I donâ€™t approve of the relationship between summer and flies, apparently they are ideal for each other. A fly survives best in heat â€“ specifically, in 30 degrees heat a fly can complete its life cycle in just 10 days.
The female housefly chooses to lay 400-600 eggs in exposed food, or fecal matter. These eggs then turn into maggots in about 2 days and roll around in organic matter for a bit. They then turn into a pupa for a while, moving to a slightly dryer place to work on their tans. Once this is perfected the pupa casually metamorphoses into a fly.
Aside from a flyâ€™s unconventional breeding ground we also agree to disagree on other issues – Personal hygiene for one and invading ones personal space for another.
At the risk of sounding a tad obsessive-compulsive, flies are far more dangerous than they let on. Aside from the obvious hygiene rules that are repeatedly broken when flies sit on fecal matter and then my food, the way in which they eat doesnâ€™t help a girl sleep at night either. Because the straw-like tongue of a fly doesnâ€™t allow it to suck up solids, a fly regurgitates digestive fluids to dissolve solids. Regurgitateâ€¦No, flies, just no.
Thankfully I donâ€™t have to be the bad guy breaking the news to Summer â€“ that his new gal needs to respect my personal space, let us hang out-uninterrupted and learn to keep her disease spreading hands off my food. No, Rentokil is the subtle, yet firm James Bond of pest control here to rescue me. Equipped with gadgets and friendly experts they make the break up quick and painless. Sure, hiring a hit man might seem a bit extreme, then againâ€¦regurgitate.