This afternoon Pup has her vet appointment to check for mites. Hopefully it won't just be Liberation Day for her but for me. See that face? That's what I've had to deal with for 10 weeks now. I share her quarantine space from the cats in the blocked off living room and whenever I pick up a project I get the face and the whine.
I'm afraid I've created a monster from all the attention I've given her. I haven't been able to touch her but I've been keeping her entertained and very well fed. Before the mites she wouldn't give me the time of day. She was attached at the hip to The Mister but now I've taught her that I'm an easy touch for treats. She's going to have a rude awakening if she gets the all clear today.
The one habit I'd like to continue is her having her own comfy bed. I bought her a huge dog bed with her own linens and pillow and she loves it. I'd really like to keep her out of the human beds if at all possible when all this is over. I've understandably gotten freaky about bugs and we still have ticks to worry about. I've never seen so many articles about the dangers of ticks as I've seen lately and I sure don't need that on top of all of this. No sirree.