Sunday, August 18, 2013

Where does the time go?

Well, it's been months since I last looked at this blog. My other blogs are taking the time, and I've not had any time left for this one.

Where does the time go?

We have daylight savings time, and I think after all these years we should have quite a little account somewhere. If I could figure out where we're actually saving time, I'd make a withdrawal when things get so busy that some get pushed to the back burner.

Speaking of the back burner— I've discovered something to rid my dog of fleas that sits on the back burner, turned to low. Go outside to where someone planted a lot of rosemary and cut a handful of stems. Take it into the kitchen and curl it around into a sauce pan and cover with water. Bring to a boil and then turn it down to low to simmer for awhile. How long depends on how much rosemary you've used. You want to simmer it until the water is a nice tea color, and by that I mean some really brewed tea. You want it dark. Let it cool and then work it through your dog's coat, starting with his head and working backwards. You want to completely saturate the dog, between his toes and everything. Now let him air-dry and then comb him with a flea comb, which is a comb with very close teeth. It will catch the fleas and pull them out of his coat. Comb all the way down to the skin. If any of the fleas are still moving, drop them into a cup of the dip and watch them drown. This stuff is amazing! Apparently fleas don't like the essential oils that leach out when you boil the rosemary. You can also add mint to the mix, or try tea-tree oil if your dog is not sensitive to it. (Mine is.)

A note of caution: Never use essential oils of any kind on cats. Their systems are very sensitive to environmental elements, and they can make your cat really sick.

A sad note. We had to put our faithful old miniature pinscher, Tosh, down last week. She had a lot of health issues and had recently developed seizures that made her cry. I really miss her, and now our other min-pin is all alone. His name is Mac. (Get it? Mac and Tosh.)

Until next time, then.

Joyfully yours,
Susannah


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