This afternoon, after we had exhausted the topic of heartworm treatment in dogs (don’t ask), my daughter asked me about fleas.
Specifically, “Mommyo, why don’t fleas fly?”
At last, an easy answer, I thought. “Because they don’t have wings.”
“Why don’t fleas have wings, Mommyo?”
“Because they hop,” I said, hoping my daughter wouldn’t notice that I hadn’t really answered her question.
“Why do fleas hop?”
“Because they don’t have wings?” I said, cringing a bit because I knew where this was going.
“Mommyo, why don’t fleas have wings?”
“Because then they would be flies?”
(Gentle Reader, while I know there must be a better answer than this out there somewhere, I am falling short of it this afternoon — “very far short” my daughter tells me. Anyone have any better answers for her?)