Lice people, I have LICE in my house!!! Or at least that's what the vet thinks is the source of everybody's incessant scratching. I didn't even know dogs could get lice. He couldn't see them for sure but when I described the symptoms and timetable of events that was his best guess. He tells me this would be a best case scenario of all the possible itch causing, blood sucking parasites. This is of little consolation to me. There's something about parasites that's particularly upsetting and loathsome. Lazy little bastards getting fat off the labors of others and contributing nothing in return. Maybe this is why I have such contempt for all the trustfunders around here.
Anyway, the vet sends me home with some flea & tick shampoo and tells me to bathe the dogs and clean all the dog bedding, etc. You think??!! If it wasn't for my fear of pesticides I'd bug bomb the whole house. And the yard. And the neighbor's yard. But the vet says lice are the easiest to kill of all the bugaboos so no need to nuke the place with chemicals. But my skin is crawling at the thought of lice. In my house. I have to treat this like a military operation in order to be sure I get rid of all the bugs-set up a Clean Zone so the bathed dogs don't get reinfected by the bugsy dogs or don't get into infected bedding or carpet but I need to keep a Bugsy Zone so the unbathed dogs have a place to hang out. Jonny is out with Strummer which only complicates matters because they could come home at any moment and contaminate my Clean Zone. And every last one of my dogs hates baths. All of this with a late start on a work night.
Of course Jonny gets home with Strummer while I'm bathing Cody so I can't explain it all nicely, I have to yell at him to keep Strummer out of my Clean Zone and I don't have time to explain it all just pretty please could you get going on the vacuuming and maybe clean out Strummer's crate and throw some more dogs beds into the washer and get the bugsy comforter off the bed and out of my Clean Zone pleeeze??!! My dogs have a lot of beds and crate pads, I had no idea how many until it came down to washing them all. Spoiled little monsters. 'It's lucky they're cute', that's what the receptionist at the vet tells me when I tell her the diagnosis of lice.
Poor Jonny, I don't think he's all that bothered by the lice but he's not thrilled with me barking orders at him. At one point I'm up to my elbows in Strummer and water and toxic chemical shampoo and trying to keep him from shaking and getting pesticide in my eye or jumping out of the tub and Jonny's asking me what to use to clean out the crate and I have to yell to figure it out yourself I can't take my brain off of the Strummer situation for even a split second or we will have chaos or worse.
I finish with dog baths at around 8 pm and cleaning at around 9. It's one way to get me to clean the house and bathe the dogs I suppose. I get to repeat the whole process in a week when I give them another flea bath and hopefully that will be the end of our little friends.