I'm not sure if it's my warm personality or my cute looks but I'm attracting a great deal of attention at the cabin. I know I'm a popular dog - all the humans tell me I'm adorable - but I never expected this affection to extend to the insect world.
When I was younger, I attracted a couple of ticks. They latched onto my neck and fed on my blood like little vampires. The humans removed them using special tools and, afterwards, my medication got changed to be harmful to the little critters. It probably had added garlic or something.
I get one of the chewy tablets every month and it makes my blood poisonous to ticks causing them to drop off and die. So, now I'm protected and full of energy, I figured what the hell: let's go the full Pokeman and try to catch them all. There are loads in the area because of the increase in the deer population over the extended warm months.
Armed with my luxuriously long leg hair and whipping tail, I zoomed around the paths, cutting through the long grass, running under the ferns, bouncing over branches, returning to where I started then began again. The man was in awe of my energetic outbursts not realising my intention. He spoke highly of my liveliness to the woman upon our return.
I picked up five ticks, not bad for a first effort. The woman was horrified to discover them all. I didn't realise how dangerous the beasties were to humans, carrying the potential to give them Lyme Disease (which has nothing to do with bad fruit because it's spelt with a Y).
Each of the ticks was extracted from my skin and fur then disposed of. She highlighted to the man that some were not dead yet and warned me not to do it again. She threatened me with pavement walks only. I countered by chewing at her slippers. We compromised with walks down the farm road. I think I won.
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| Home safe and de-ticked |
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