Right.....(think office space people).

4:30 am.

That's what time I was up...thanks to the roo-beast. She woke me up in her frantic "go get help lassie" way. I tried to convince her that she could not hear thunder....patted her on the head...and that's when I felt them.....the lumps. Oh dear god the lumps. They are back. Farking ticks.

So I was up shoving benadryl down her throat and combing through her hairs for the farquar at 4:30 freaking ay-em.

Yeah, good morning to you too.