We have uninvited visitors.
Unwanted critters in the barn.
Stinking sex-crazed fleas.
They are reproducing at an alarming rate.
I should buy stock in flea bombs.
They are in the woodworking room
in the room
where Brenda Dog and Harley Dog sleep.
Stuart bombed twice to no avail.
Today I checked it out.
I was attacked.
I rushed outside.
They were thick on my legs.
I knocked them off and
and whipped off my shirt
so they wouldn't get in my hair.
Jackie was with me.
She took off her pants.
We live in a rural area, thank you Jesus.
I think the problem is
Stuart didn't get rid of the carpets in their kennels...
and there was piece of carpet left from
one of the rental homes
under the big table.
They were thick in it.
I burned the rugs.
I treated the dogs again.
I hope this works or you may see dogs
looking like this very soon.
And an apology to the neighbors
who may or may not have been passing by,
sorry about the old half-naked women in the barn lot.