My cousin, Elizabeth, brought her Yorkie, Pinky, to our house.
Pinky. (noun) a small, dirty dog whose hair is all in mats.
Yep. They obviously don't take care of him.
So when they left and we found out that our cats had fleas... guess who?
So then Pinky gets his annual hair shave, and yep, he had "a mild case of fleas."
Mild. Ahem. Meaning NOT just mild. If it was normal, they would have said, "a case of fleas." No, it was beyong normal, so they had to mention "mild" to make it not sound bad.
Imagine that. Shaving a dog and then fleas pop out everywhere. Gross.
Then my aunt called and asked, "Did my dog give fleas to your cats or your cats give fleas to our dog?"
Um.
UM!!!!!
... "Your dog, of course! He's the only one that goes outside, and he always itches his neck."
"But he itches his neck on a regular basis!"
Poor excuse, cause I'm sorry, your dog has fleas on a regular basis, then.
So now we have to comb EVERY SINGLE FLEA out of our cat's fur. GRR. But I think that they've gone away... But we'll still have to go through the trouble. GRR x Double.
