Denali’s owner says: “I keep telling Denali not to do her business over in the little woodpile area on the side yard, but as a stubborn Frenchie, she refuses to listen. Tonight, she learned that my rules are designed to protect her from fleas. Fleas that started biting her in all the wrong places. A vigorous scrubbing in the laundry room sink ensued, after which she gave me this confused and pitiful face.”
Nay
I actually grimaced as I read ‘all the wrong places’, Denali. Ouch!
Molly's Mum
I give my Molly Comfortis. That stuff’s miraculous
Juls
Poor Denali! Reminds me of when I first moved to Houston in the winter, and my dog, who had never encountered fire ants before, would pee on the dormant ant hills we passed on our walks. Then spring came… and those ant hills weren’t dormant anymore. My poor pupper tried to lick all four paws all the way home!