Showing posts with label tick bites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tick bites. Show all posts

Wednesday, 29 November 2023

hold 'er down!


Hold 'er down, Saffy.  HOLD ER' DOWN!  I've got the tube of dabby stuff right here.


Wait a sec, would you, Saffron?  Gotta get this tube thingy open.


They don't make this easy.


Oh-oh.  Says I'm supposed to wear gloves.


Hmmm...


Good grief, I look like a squid or somethin' like that.  My whole paws fit in one finger of each glove and the other fingers are just left flappin' about.


Sure do hope nobody sees me like this.  Believe-you-me, lookin' like a squid it not an attractive sight.


'Cept to other squids.


MOUSES!


What?  What's that, Peepers?  What's that you're babblin' on about now?


The tubes of dabby stuff aren't meant for people, you say?  They're only meant for cats?


Hmmm...


You've got a good point there, ol' peep of mine.  As a peep, you are way bigger than a cat.  We're gonna have to use multiple tubes of this stuff.


MOUSES!


Oh quit your gripin', Peepers.  This is for your own good.  That's what you always say to us cats.


For mousin' out loud, openin' the tubes of the dabby stuff is impossible to do while wearin' these stupid squid gloves.  How do YOU open 'em, Peepers?


Never mind.  The gloves aren't squid-like on you on account of you havin' all those fingers.


MOUSES!


Keep holding 'her down, Saffron, my man.  As soon as I get this tube open...


Gosh darn it, it just flew straight across the room.


The dabby stuff, I mean; not the peep.


SAFFRON!  WHAT DID YOU DO?  You let her go?  You let Peepers get up and walk away before I dosed her for fleas?  WHAT THE MOUSES DID YOU DO THAT, FOR?


Well no, she doesn't have fleas.


I don't think.


Nah, I'm pretty sure the peep doesn't have fleas.  What she does have, however, is a bite from a tick.  And she's always sayin' we have to get dabbed to prevent ticks for bitin' us, SO I'M PRETTY SURE, if she insists on goin' outside, playin' in the garden and walkin' among the trees, she's gonna have to get dabbed as well.  


Only thing for it, Saffron.  Peepers has gotta get dabbed.


When we catch her again, that is.


On the other paw...


On the other paw, maybe we'll wait until nighttime when she has fallen fast asleep.  She'll never see us comin'.  PERFECT, I do believe.


That is if I can get these stupid gloves off my paws.  They appear to be kinda...


Well...


Stuck.


Gosh darn it, if anyone sees me like this, wearin' squid gloves with tentacles all a-danglin', I'm gonna be the laughin' stock of this here whole neighbourhood.


Saffron, I think that tonight, YOU can wear the stupid ol' squid gloves.


In order to save MY reputation, of course.


MOUSES!


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And remember:

IF IN DOUBT,

DON'T. GO. OUT.

Continue to practice SOCIAL DISTANCIN' measures

AND KEEP WASHIN' YOUR PAWS.

MOUSES!

Remember to mask up, too.