We kind of understand

Mom is a nut case. That being said, we kind of understand. I mean look at us, how cute can 2 dogs be? Anyway, last night while all four of us were snuggling in bed, she thought she felt something. She rubbed Quig again and again and again.She was sure, it was a tick. She started blaming it on our walking in the woods. She worried and fretted, she tossed and turned. She didn’t want to wake dad, he has to work today. But finally she just couldn’t stand it anymore and woke him up. Here’s how it went.
John-------nothing
John-------nothing
John followed by a nudge------nothing.
It’s usually about now when she checks his breathing, you know to make sure he is doing it. But this time something a little more important was going on, so she socked him good.
John-----what?
I think Willy, shoot, I mean Quigley has a tick.
Dad---where?
Mom—on his right shoulder.
Dad—okay, I’ll get it in the morning.
Mom thinking WHAT??????????  Turn’s over and worry’s some more.
Fast forward to this morning. Mom get’s up first, dad comes down.
Quigley has a tick. Dad—where?
 Okay you get the idea. So he starts rubbing Quig down. And then he grabs something, all the while mom thinking he lost his mind.  And pulled out a seed of some sort that was stuck in his hair.

Then dad said to her, why didn’t you wake me last night? I’d have gotten it our right away.

It’s okay she didn’t kill him. She needs him in case someone does get a tick.
Have a fun day.
Love, Annie