Right after church on Sunday my wife and me were tending to Sarah’s flowers after mass. When we got back in the car my wife pointed out there was a fly on the passenger mirror.

She remarked they aren’t usually out when it is this cold. I looked at the gauge on the dash and it said 33 degrees.

So I just looked it up and house flies go dormant at 45 degrees and die below 32 degrees.

When we pulled out, it hung onto the mirror until the car reach 55 miles an hour.