Okay, that little taste of spring was quite nice, but I’ve suddenly reached my limit. You see, I found a wee baby tick last night. There is no creature on God’s green earth that is more loathsome than the tick. Ticks are repulsive, disgusting vectors of disease and they have no business bringing themselves within a country mile of me. I want a restraining order.
So, I broke out the Frontline and have place an order for a Preventic collar. Just the one. And, wow, did that ever feel weird. I’m used to stocking up by ordering 4-6 tick collars at a time. There’s no need to do that now, though, since I’m down to one nekkid dog. A tick collar will last Harriet a full three months, instead of the usual 30 days for the Chowy dog.
red paper boat 