May 07, 2008 01:14
Gaaah, ticks!
I consider myself a nature and life-loving person. I hate killing things if it isn't truly necessary. I trap spiders and flies and let them outside. Even ants, I try to "re-route" them when they're in my house. But ticks are an exception. Those malicious little fuckers need to die.
One bit me a week ago. Stupid SOB. I was laying down with a friends dog, and the stupid freakin tick crawled up into my hair and bit me. grr.. Got him out pretty quick. I felt bad killing him, but the guys didn't. But when I find a tick on my dog, it's war...
I found one on Zelda tonight. I'm pretty good with checking her after she comes inside, especially at night. Somehow this little guy managed to hide well enough to not be discovered. But then I saw him a few hours after I had let her out tonight...slightly poking out of her fur on her chest. The damn thing was on my baby... No Mercy, indeed. Needless to say, he didn't survive this battle.
And I'll end this with a friendly reminder to be sure your fur children of all shapes, sizes, breeds and species are protected against fleas and ticks, for this is the season....
Stupid ticks. :(