“Henry,that's how you get rid of fleas. You keep them from laying eggs. You go to war with them.”
“That's okay," you told me. "I like them better when they're dried up. I'll keep them for years. Until our Get Rid of the Roses anniversary.”
“Of course, you know how it is when a stray cat follows you home; once they adopt you, there's just no getting rid of them.”
“My grandmother say you lay down with dogs you get up with fleas. A hard head makes a soft behind. Life is like a box of chocolates you never know what you're going to get.”
“Farid, you are keeping a hawk; don't expect her to lay eggs like a chicken.”
“Adam has angels like a dog has fleas. He came here with them, and the more time you spend around him, the more likely you are to get them yourself.”