yikes

We have uninvited visitors.

Unwanted critters in the barn.

Fleas.

Stinking sex-crazed fleas.

They are reproducing at an alarming rate.

I should buy stock in flea bombs.

They are in the woodworking room

and

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.