Buggin'

I noticed two lumps on Patty O'Malley's throat last week.  Tried multiple times to get a look at what these lumps are, but he's a squirmy cat and prefers nuzzling to examinations.  In addition, he's scratched the fur off of one ear, so I picked up some Die-Bug-Die stuff from the vet's office, and applied it to both Patty and Mama Mia.  The last time Patty had a lump, it turned out to be a big, fat tick!  I left Sammy off the list for now, since he'd had such a nasty reaction to last year's treatment.  

I try homeopathic things too, such as brewer's yeast and diatomaceous earth.  However, if a tick and/or fleas are already eating on them, then I feel I must go the distance.  Fortunately, the low-cost spay and neuter clinic also sells the spot-on treatments, and no appointment is necessary.  I enjoyed a few minutes petting doggies in the waiting area, then was on my way again.  

Patty really doesn't like the oily area on the back of his head, but a little safety may go a long way with that boy.  I included several photos of him, because his fur colors are just like a pint of Guinness stout!  Dark, almost black browns, creamy malty colors, and frothy hues too.  Makes me long for long-ago days, when traveling in Ireland, stopping at pubs and enjoying a rich glass of Guinness...or two.  Ah, yummy!