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i hate ticks
Friday, May 1, 2009 x 11:00 AM
don't you? those tiny blood-sucking monsters rudely attaching themselves on your poor baby. they're worse than mosquitoes. you can't just swing a racket and zap them all to death.
this morning i did my most thorough search for ticks, coursing through every inch of almond's fur for them. i basked in glory as i watched each little midget clinging on for dear life, before they lost to my powerful tug. then i had their black blood splatter as their bodies were squished into mere flat corpses.
but after a while i decided it was too disgusting and prepared a bowl of water instead. i would drown them. watch their futile efforts in swimming around aimlessly before they sank.. and sank..... and sank.....................
and die.
here's my final inventory of ticks (you better be grateful i didn't take a picture of the squished ones):
care to count for me?
i think i probably picked out around 70 ticks in total. individually. painstakingly pick them out one by one. on the ears, one in an ear, around the neck, on the body, between his paws, everywhere. even one at the tip of his anus (ew).
there should be a highly-paid occupation for picking out ticks. it's a hell lot of work. my legs were stiff from squatting for so long. i'll rejoice the day when someone invents a machine to detect, kill, pick out, then finally dispose of ticks. and fleas.
i'll run the gadget through a dog's fur. and then it'll detect and stop at each tick. it'll spray a chemical safe for dogs but causes instant death for fleas and ticks. then it'll pick the corpse and grind it into a million pieces. at the end of the day, i'll flush the waste down the drain.
but for now we'll just have to do it the dirty way. now let's say you have too much time on your hands. and too much love for your dog. and maybe a mild case of ocd, where if you spot a tick, you won't rest till you have it dead. here's a tip to pick out as many as possible.
sweep the fur up, like this:
then slowly comb it down while keeping an eye out for black or brown or grey spots. sometimes with legs *shudders*. you'll find more this way. yes it's a slow process. have patience, an immense hatred for the species, and good luck soldier.
on a less gory subject, almond now has:
a new bed
the basket ratna's mum gave
a new favourite toy
ryan's broken yoyo
a new space
the balcony
this part is covered in wire gauze. below it is the dining table. so if almond were to pee here, it'll be a pee bath for the people below. LOOOLLLL.
but not so funny today when i saw him actually doing it.
care to count for me?
the basket ratna's mum gave
ryan's broken yoyo
