Doggone it: A PSA from Moi

To know me is to know I lurrrrrve doggies. Seriously bananas about dogs, especially mine. Which is why my heart broke a little bit when Zoe Dawg was diagnosed with Lyme disease last week.

Who knew a nasty little tick could wreak so much havoc? But it has, causing her to limp and hobble while claiming its assault on her back leg. It could have been worse if we hadn't caught it. I'm talking about things like organ damage. Scary stuff. She's on treatment now and hopefully will get better, but don't be an asshole like Moi and assume ticks are just a summertime thing. Because they're not. Not when cute looking Bambi is running around the woods all through the year, carrying nasty ass ticks that are just waiting to have your dog for dinner. Now my little girl is afflicted with a disease that will never be cured, just treated, and all we can do is keep looking out for her.

My favorite pic of C and Zoe Dawg

Talk about parental guilt. C and I have some serious parental guilt, so we wound up dropping $150 on Pet Goods last week. There we are, laying claim to cases of the best dog food and treats we can get, which will be eaten from the brand new, matching bowls Zoe Dawg now has, because nothing is too good for our dog, capische?

Honestly, it's much cheaper to buy your dog a tick collar.

Now what would a dog post be without a doggie clip? A shout out for all the Norwegian service dogs in the house!

Now go and give your dog a hug.