This one fly, just the one, has decised to become my pet or has adopted me as its legal owner.
It plays games with me.
Wherever I go, it goes!
What spooks me, though, is that it can read my mind.
If I pick up a slipper or a rolled up newspaper it moves just far enough out of range, but if I put them down it comes nearer, ever nearer.
It knows that I want to SPLAT it......!!!