All my experiences with flies have heretofore involved being annoyed or disgusted by them, but the evening before last, I was outside and I witnessed a thirsty housefly land at the edge of a splash of water I had made while watering my plants.

It walked forward and began to drink. I couldn't see its drinking directly, but i could see the surface of the water quivering as the fly slaked its thirst at the end of a hot day.

I dunno, flies are still gross and annoying, but I'm thinking about them differently now.