Devonshire dumpling
Well-Known Member
Yesterday I was being a silly mummy with my totally humanised scruffy terrier "Scrappy-Doo", you need to picture the scene!
Scrappy on his back on my lap, I was rocking him saying awwwww whose a lovely baby then, kissing his beard telling him how cute he was and he was going totally dopey and baby like, I made him do the jive with his front paws, then we had more kisses, more cradling ..... THEN I saw a black thing on his chest, so by now the dog was sedate and lolling on his back with his tongue out, and I casually part the hair and examine the very slow moving black thing....
IT WAS A BLOODY TICK !!!!!!! It was crawling and not even feeding yet arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Scrappy went from my cute baby to a stinky DOG , murdered the tick and put the DOG in the garden.........Scrappy looked at me as if to say..... whateva!!
Scrappy on his back on my lap, I was rocking him saying awwwww whose a lovely baby then, kissing his beard telling him how cute he was and he was going totally dopey and baby like, I made him do the jive with his front paws, then we had more kisses, more cradling ..... THEN I saw a black thing on his chest, so by now the dog was sedate and lolling on his back with his tongue out, and I casually part the hair and examine the very slow moving black thing....
IT WAS A BLOODY TICK !!!!!!! It was crawling and not even feeding yet arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Scrappy went from my cute baby to a stinky DOG , murdered the tick and put the DOG in the garden.........Scrappy looked at me as if to say..... whateva!!