Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Sweeping, sweeping, and more sweeping!

As anyone who has read this blog knows I have one cat, and one dog, not two, not a hundred, not a thousand, so why is it then that I can sweep the floor fifteen times a day and still get at least one bucket of hair on every single pass?  Do these two manufacture that much?  Or another plausible explanation is that Kitpu Estates have been infested with the evil Hair Fairies of Qranth, who spend all their waking hours making hair and spreading it around the house.  And...when I say waking hours, they don't ever sleep.  I can just see them now they are like a cross between Gremlins and Gollum, but not obsessed with rings or eating human flesh, only making hair, and fur, and skipping along with their baskets full of the stuff and spreading it everywhere while singing the theme song from the Love Boat.  Okay that is my rant for the day. 

I lied, I have another rant.  As of this morning we have picked 165 wood ticks off the dog.  And when I say we, I mean the hubby.  I've probably taken perhaps twenty off her the rest has been yanked by my dearest man.  I'm hoping that this year tick season will be over sooner than later.  They are yucky.  And when I say yucky I mean gross...and yucky.  Normally I am all about leaving nature as natural as possible, but at this point I would gladly buy any kind of Mega Tick Kill-O-Matic Spray and douse down the back fields with the long grasses where the little bastards are lounging around waiting for a nice little doggy to snack on.  I wonder if I should have double inoculated the dog this year? 

In order to make this blog more happy, happy, and cute, cute I thought in keeping with the core principles of the Old Shoes and Tea Society, "We might be gross, but we are cute." I would put a picture I snapped on my walk yesterday. 


Okay, now I have to go finish painting a door, oh and sweeping the floor. 


1 comment:

  1. Zilla's Other HalfMay 16, 2012 at 3:06 PM

    We used to have a cat here at the farm, who was the runt of her particular litter. She never grew much beyond the size Karson was when you first got her. I could brush her at any time of year, but it was worse in the spring, and no matter if I brushed her once or 3 times per day, I would always get the same amount of hair, in a ball that was almost equal to her in size. We never knew how she managed to have so much hair on such a small body. And she wasn't a long-haired either.

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