Hey! It is I Chance, the wonder blogging Border Collie. Finally it is my turn again!! I finished the dreadful pills that were almost disguised by the yummy peanut butter. Far Side says "You should be good to go! " Far Guy bought himself another little black comb, he keeps it in his back pocket and runs it through my hair many times a day looking for ticks. I sit patiently..since these combing episodes are usually after we have played ball for a long time.
Little Elvis follows Miney around like she is his Mother.. he is a pain in the tail. Honestly he really is. While playing ball, he grabs onto her tail, and she growls while the ball is in her mouth..sometimes he hangs onto her tail and skids on four paws. Sometimes he has long strands of hair coming out of his mouth. He tried it with me a few times, I carry my tail higher and keep it moving like a huge old flag..so it is harder for him to catch. Far Side said "It is only a matter of time."