I can't believe that it has been two years since my sweet Lucy died of cancer. When I see other golden retrievers have a flood of memories. You were such a good girl. When I felt you needed a playmate and brought Sable home you took her and raised her as your own. Albeit a little rough at times. I remember when Sable had an ear infection and I was straddling her putting medicine in her ears and you bit me on the backside thinking I was hurting her. (I assume.) I miss your sweet smile Lucy. You served me well!
Actually, not Joe, that I can see, but Sable, who has very little hair on 50% of her body. To be honest, I was just a bit pissed off when in the light of the bright sun that I saw fleas on Sable's back side. I have spent a small fortune on Frontline, HeartGuard, and Max 80 for the yard, on a monthly basis. I take them to the vet and all I hear is that it has been a very bad year for fleas here in Houston with all the rain in the spring and then July's drought. All I can say is that it is probably a good thing that this is the first time that I have had this issue in the 12 years that I have owned a dog. Nevertheless, I don't like it. Oh, I know. The dogs don't like it either. I am so tired of hearing them lick themselves, shake their heads, and scratch to high heaven. If you have any suggestions to improve the comfort of my pooches this final couple of months of summer, let me know. I'm doing three baths a week and I've washed everything possible along with bombs for inside and granules and sprays for the outside.