Wednesday, 28 March 2012

Day 173 in Exile

I hate ticks with the fury of 1000 suns!  One climbed aboard the kelb's fetid carcass last night and attempted to take up residence in his armpit, which just about caused the shrew to have a siezure!  Since then we have both had to endure her picking through our coats like some kind of demented baboon lady!  The hairy infidel removed the offending passenger with a little hook, while the shrew leapt about the living room as if she had a flea infestation.  Flailing her arms around like a demonic Morris dancer.

This morning we arrived home from our walk just in time for the post. She was absolutely delighted to discover that a herbal infusion she ordered yesterday had arrived.  I was horrified, as she then proceeded to throw me into the shower cubicle where I was shampooed to within an inch of my life, closely followed by the kelb.  We then endured yet another inspection carried out by madam Baboon!  I am now absolutely raging as my coat has all poofed out and I look like a bloody Border Collie!  Damn you ticks, damn you to hell!


2 comments:

houndstooth said...

Oh Stella, I feel exactly the same way! The ticks have been awful here this year, too!

Bunny

Jay at The Depp Effect said...

Hahahahah! Oh, this made me laugh! 'Ticks with the fury of 10,000 suns!!'

Thanks - this brightened my day. :)