Monday, October 05, 2009

Dr. Seuss and Flit: "Selfless Death"

Awwww, this one is truly sad. Not even the ubiquitous cat could bear to be in it.

From the December 7, 1929 issue of The New Yorker. Weep!

1 comment:

Gary said...

As the resident Mosquito Masher, I feel for the guy. I really do!

I understand what it's like to perch precariously and give the bug a whack. I've recently been batting about 5 for 5.

But after you've dispatched one to Bug Heaven, another shows up for the funeral.

Flit, please!