Thursday morning my dear coworker, we'll call her BKG for Big Korean Girl, was kind enough to drive me to our all-day work meeting (don't you want to work for OUR company?)
60 seconds on the road later she screeches, "Oh my gawd a dog! We have to stop!"
In my 'hood (Little Tijuana/Ghetto Asialand), there are strays on every corner. Jifo and I have stopped so many times we've given up - no dog has ever allowed us to get close to them before.
Except for this one.
My coworkers brings a shnau-pom looking thing with overgrown nails and bedraggled hair strewn with foxtails and leaf bits into the car. She's tame and has clearly had an owner.
We sit outside in 95 degree heat all day at the meeting at our boss' house so we could keep an eye on the dog. (Yes it's November and 95, hate us East Coast!)
At night I agree to take her home (how did I get stuck with the stray SHE picked up?) and I bathe her in (USELESS) flea shampoo, brush and frickin' blowdry her hair. It takes forever; the dirt just keeps streaming off her into my once-clean tub. I even cut out the knots and trim her eyebrows. Dang girls are high maintenance.
the exhausted strayBy tonight me, Jifo AND Terry - who we JUST de-flea'd - are itching like (NaNoWri)Mofos. I have 7 9 bites all over my torso, including on my boob.
And she might have worms.
And she might have worms.
Terry and his new girlfriend, who kind of hates himWe're going to bring her to the shelter/vet tomorrow to see if she's microchipped.
2 comments:
get her out of the house before she gets under your skin (pun? if so, a bad one).
and yes i am the person with four pets -- three of which were strays. i know what i'm talking about
I WANT THAT DOG. So cute!! But worth the fleas? I don't know about that...hope you can get rid of them soon (the fleas that is)!
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