When Mom found out she freaked out and told him to get in the shower, and throw his clothes in the washer, those are not exactly the words she said, cos if I say them, I will have to go to solitary confinement. Well, all night Dad kept finding those pesky TICKS and MOM keep yelling. Poor Dad, and Poor Mom, where is a good bottle of wine when those humans need it.
Right before bed time mom was holding and loving on me, and ONLY me, when she was petting and rubbing my beautiful little ears, and OMPUG there was a tiny tick attached to my sweet little ear!!! Once again BAD BAD words came out of her mouth, she ran and got hand soap and covered it to kill it, cos she had just read on PININTERST that it would work, and she waited, and waited, and waited...it didn't work, so she got the tweezers out, cos she didn't know what else to do cos none of us have ever had a tick, and with DAD (who is in big trouble) who held me in a tight grip Mom tried to get that horrible BLOOD SUCKER out of my tiny ear. I SCREAMED, LOUD, and CUSSED, and sometimes I even SCREAMED Before Mom was touching my ear just for effect. Dad said he never ever heard anyone scream like I do, Mom said you should have been with him in the front seat of the car! After 10 hours, they got the tick out, and we all went to bed. Mom told Dad to blowup the air mattress cos he wasn't sleepin with us, ....he didn't listen to her...he never does.
Angus Gunther Long