Today IV and I took off on another roadtrip. Our ultimate goal is the family farm in Alberta, but we're sleeping in Saskatoon tonight to break up the trip a bit. So far so good...except 1 thing: tiny little blood sucking armour played beasts from hell.
Let me start at the beginning...
Poor IV's a little black puppy, so when she sits on the seat in the sun she gets so very warm...despite the AC. So, I thought,"oh how nice it would be to take a break from driving and throw some sticks in a dugout for IV to swim and cool off. Then we can run around until she is dry."
The plan went well, and a lovely time was had by all...until we returned to our travels. I felt something on my shoulder. It was a little bug. I just tossed it out of the window. Then, I noticed there was a little bug on IV, right under her eye. I went to throw it out as well, when I realized the darn thing was stuck.
Then I knew what it was. And what the bug on my shoulder had been. (if you know, say it with me) Ticks.
Eww. Ewww. Ew.
*shudder*
So I went to a gas station and on the way saw and threw out 4 more ticks on IV. Then in the gas station I went into the bathroom and a half hour later I had found no less than 12 ticks in my clothes (only 2 of them were biting me though).
AHHHHHHHH.
I then also bought a little comb in the gas station and used it to back comb IV's hair to see if I could find more ticks, but I found none.
But, just now, I found one when I was moving her kennel. I don't know where it came from. I hope it's the last one *crosses fingers*
And that's the story of how I went from having never seen a tick in real like to having seen 20 ticks in one day. A whole herd of them. Great.
I also used my handy dandy BlackBerry internet to look up ticks on Wikipedia. I learnt a lot. Like all the diseases they carry. Great again.
An educational day. Lucky me.
The moral of the story: stay off the grass. Especially if you're just wearing flip flops.
One last time: Eww. Ewwwwwwwww. Ahhhhhhhh!!!
Goodnight all, time for creepy crawly dreams.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
At Long Long Last
It has been a while. Quite a while. So here are some tales for your enjoyment...
We have new roommates Kate and Steph who she has managed to twist around her little...toe. She's been working on her growling with Steph. She's getting pretty good at it (IV, that is!). Her growling becomes more intense as she realizes she is going to lose the game of tug-of-war she is in. The only thing is that her growl is a little strange, and I can't even describe it...but I find it a little comical. :)
She loves loves loves to play. We had a toy for her. She chewed it apart so that it kind of looked like a rather delicate part of the male anatomy...and she just chewed it apart. We all found it quite entertaining. The toy was tossed around and lying around for a few days before any of us were brave enough to point out what the toy looked like...then we had no end of jokes about how we are a house of 7 single women and we give our dog male genitalia to chew on. The toy finally fell apart and a replacement was needed.
Now IV has a little rubber tire that is not only her chew toy, but also her favorite chasing toy. Made completely from recycled rubber this toy comes from Canadian Tire and I believe it is completely indestructable. For now. It's the perfect tug-of-war toy, and a great toy to throw. You can throw it and it will bounce randomly all over the place, or you can roll it! It's multi-purpose! Plus she can chew on it, and she's only gotten a couple of the treads off (they are shaped like little dog bones). The best part about the little tire is that occasionally she'll pick it up and it will flip up and cover her eyes, so she has to walk a little bit sideways.
In other news (ie...a lot shorter since Jennie is accusing me of writing a book!): IV's peed on Kim's bed, chewed on the carpet, is developing a master plan to escape her kennel using a towel and sheer determination, is super excited when I get home from work, has walked to Assiniboine park and back a couple times, went to the farm with Kim and had a great time, and is not aware that she's going on a holiday with me to Alberta where she will meet Jill my mom and dad's puppy.
The End (til next time...which is hopefully not as far apart as the other posts have been...I need to get a picture of IV with the tire flipped over her eyes...)
Later
We have new roommates Kate and Steph who she has managed to twist around her little...toe. She's been working on her growling with Steph. She's getting pretty good at it (IV, that is!). Her growling becomes more intense as she realizes she is going to lose the game of tug-of-war she is in. The only thing is that her growl is a little strange, and I can't even describe it...but I find it a little comical. :)
She loves loves loves to play. We had a toy for her. She chewed it apart so that it kind of looked like a rather delicate part of the male anatomy...and she just chewed it apart. We all found it quite entertaining. The toy was tossed around and lying around for a few days before any of us were brave enough to point out what the toy looked like...then we had no end of jokes about how we are a house of 7 single women and we give our dog male genitalia to chew on. The toy finally fell apart and a replacement was needed.
Now IV has a little rubber tire that is not only her chew toy, but also her favorite chasing toy. Made completely from recycled rubber this toy comes from Canadian Tire and I believe it is completely indestructable. For now. It's the perfect tug-of-war toy, and a great toy to throw. You can throw it and it will bounce randomly all over the place, or you can roll it! It's multi-purpose! Plus she can chew on it, and she's only gotten a couple of the treads off (they are shaped like little dog bones). The best part about the little tire is that occasionally she'll pick it up and it will flip up and cover her eyes, so she has to walk a little bit sideways.
In other news (ie...a lot shorter since Jennie is accusing me of writing a book!): IV's peed on Kim's bed, chewed on the carpet, is developing a master plan to escape her kennel using a towel and sheer determination, is super excited when I get home from work, has walked to Assiniboine park and back a couple times, went to the farm with Kim and had a great time, and is not aware that she's going on a holiday with me to Alberta where she will meet Jill my mom and dad's puppy.
The End (til next time...which is hopefully not as far apart as the other posts have been...I need to get a picture of IV with the tire flipped over her eyes...)
Later
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