Monday night I was rolling around on the floor wrestling with Earl before bedtime and something yucky appeared on my index finger. White, gooey, cold, nasty....I squinted to get a better look. It was truncating and writhing on my finger. "Oh my God!" I was off in a flash to surgically scour my hands with every antibiotic soap I could find. Then I flew out of the bathroom to my office/den to the trusty Internet.
Earl had tapeworms. I ran to the kitchen to get out the box of Interceptor worm pills they take every 30 days. No mention of the nasty tapeworm....every worm listed but the tapeworm.
An early call to the vet confirmed my diagnosis. The deer hide they had pulled in the yard and chewed from the deer slain by a hunter but abandoned not far enough from my house would have been flea infested. And no, Interceptor does not cover tapeworms. I picked up a big dose of tapeworm meds for both dogs yesterday afternoon. I was so bent on killing the worms that I ran out of the vet's office without paying. (I need to go back and pay them today) I also spent part of the afternoon picking up every tiny trace of deer remains out of our yard. Some with a smell that almost knocked me out. Earl sat with his back turned to me pouting until late yesterday evening. Their treasure was gone.
You know you can drive a fancy car, wear a big diamond ring, be queen of your domain, but let a tapeworm slither on your finger and life has a way of reminding you that nature owns your a**, not the other way around. Nature can and will keep you humble.
Dale the Cat: All poor Dale has wanted since Lilly passed away was a friend. The other cats diss her. Eudora is too hyper and rough. Earl was afraid at first because Darius and Calista pop him in the head with their claws if he even looks at them too long. Last night Dale crept in Earl's dog bed in front of the fire with him and he let her stay. This morning she finally got to be bathed and bath a friend in return.
I give you Dale and Earl:
Eudora to Earl..."Dude, that's a cat!"
I better get back in there....Earl may have swallowed her by now.
- I have lost 9 1/2 pounds! I'll be keeping my money!!! YEAH! I've been doing 4 miles 3x week on the treadmill at the tiny gym in Stuart but it is killing my hip bones! At my Mount Airy gym I strength train and use the elliptical trainer....so much better on my joints. But what I would give my eye teeth for is my own personal yoga instructor here in Stuart.
- American Idol Chatter- I've found my guy, at least one of them. I liked Chris the dude who looked like Jack Osbourne and was really very funny. He was awesome.