You see, I don't mind blood and guts and gore, but BUGS FREAK ME OUT. So. They gave us a prescription to put on the kitty's fur, but I hadn't gotten around to it until THREE SECONDS AGO WHEN DEACON SNUGGLED ME AND THERE WERE TWO BLACK BUGS SNUGGLING DEACON.
Let me tell everyone out there that DEACON SLEEPS IN OUR BED.
So I wrestled Deacon to the ground and applied the tube of medicine. And the washing machine is now running. As it will be for the rest of the evening. I am so grossed out right now...this is NOT COOL. I feel like I have things crawling all over me, which I might. ALKSJLFLKWJSEJKSDNA