Not just a walk in the park
Remember that walk in the woods we took last Saturday? Sunday night Dave found a tick on Flash. This morning, we found three more. Our dog, who has never before had a tick in our care, became a tick party cruise over the course of an hour and a half, four days ago. She has also been the cause of a slight case of the heebie-jeebies for yours truly because parasites are gross. I told Dave I think I was having sympathy pains on Flash's behalf last night because when I got into bed I briefly felt like little bugs were crawling on my legs. He said that just means I need to take a shower.
This afternoon we're picking up Dave's parents from the airport. They'll be staying with us until early next week. It will be nice to see them, and it'll be nice to have a few more hands helping to steer Henry away from trouble, because wow, does he ever seek it out. Tell him no and he'll stare at you while continuing to do whatever it is you're telling him not to. This is all very ironic considering he seems to have fully grasped the meaning and pronunciation of "yes", which means he's generally very agreeable. Based on experience alone I would have thought his first word would have been "no".