Quinn and Mukki in bed |
As hard as I try to fight the onslaught of ticks on our property, there are always a few hitching a ride on the dogs into the house! AND INTO MY BED!
My mind is preconditioned to monitor my body for that creepy crawling movement on my skin. Ticks will climb patiently towards your head, they'd prefer to burrow into your scalp to remain hidden in the hair. I wake immediately from the deepest sleep and send the creepy crawly bloodsucker down the toilet to a burial in the septic cemetery! Then I am up all night with itchy skin, imagining ticks crawling everywhere! grrrrrr! So, I am not happy when R let's them on the sheets or my pillow!
Quinn, nose in my pillow! |
The look of comfortable! |
The rule is: the last one to get up covers the bed. The rule did not take into account R doesn't wake up when he gets up, so he can not be counted on. We found the sheets shredded, the mattress pad destroyed and a few mouthfuls of mattress topper removed... sigh! I am tired of buying bedding but at least the pillows survived. The only other time a pillow survived was when I caught Quinn wedged into the doggy door with a pillow! He was crying and struggling -he was also upset that he didn't get the pillow after I freed him!
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