Tick Tock

It's tick removal time. So we go for this hike in the woods and we can hardly contain ourselves. The smell of deer, raccoon, squirrel, and possum, are in the air. I am tugging at the line to get up the hill so I can get one inch closer to those delicious animals. Unbeknownst to me and my mama, we are picking up these critters along the way!Gross! These little buggers burrowed into the soft flesh of my belly. So I start to get a red ring around this infestation. Good news is that the Old Lady found it. She started the removal process right away, which includes matches, pins, and tweezers. Of course the head stayed in when she yanked on the belly. So the Old Lady proceeds to dig into my soft belly flesh with a safety pin. Don't ask me what she did with the match. After this is all done, the ROTC mama takes over to give both my mom and I a bath. Yes, Lucky Jewel had a tick of her own. Guess what... I had two! So the whole process started all over again-match, tweezers, and pin. Enough is enough.

You see Jewel and me in this photo after our baths. We are fluffed up and ready for a Rockin' New Year's Eve. I suppose we'll be relugated to the back yard for the festivities as the human race runs around like mad trying to bring in the New Year. I never really did see what the fuss was all about. Time just keeps tick tocking. No need to go ape and party 'til the humans come home-it's just misery for us anyway, locked outside with no fuzzy, cozy bed. Happy New Year!
-Happy Jack