We took the puppy to the vet yesterday and she was riddled with fleas and worms. Thankfully, tested negative for parvo, so that was a blessing. They treated her for the problems and gave me a chewie for today and another (Bravecto, a once every 30 days) for tomorrow so as to ensure that we get rid of both completely and set her up for future protection. The vet said they wouldn't do her shots until next week, when she's a bit healthier.
So, knowing that, we took the pet carrier over to the property, so thatw e could steal the boys, but Mark had had a doctor appointment this morning so we were there later, and didn't see any of the dogs today. No worries, we left food and water and, since it was so hot, we figured they'd be by later when it cooled down a bit. The goal though, now, is to get the 2 boys vetted since they probably have worms and fleas too.
The little lass is a character. She is penned but can see our dogs, and she has them all hooked. This afternoon, with the storms rolling in, we brought Maisie and Sunshine in to the other pen that we put them in, and she wasn't sure what to make of them. She sniffed at them through the crates, and they peered at her, it was quite funny.
She has won my great-granddaughter's heart, Samantha played with her in the kitchen while I cleaned the crate earlier. She is a darling, that's for sure, despite being quite vocal on and off throughout the night. I hate that she was missing her mama and brothers, but I wanted to be able to build her up a bit since they hogged the food as was shown by the way the boys pushed her away from it, yesterday, more than a few times.
I contacted Anakins about the possibilty of them trapping mama and her sister/daughter (not sure which) but haven't heard back yet. They can come back to ours, they live there and we're ok feeding and watering them. Maybe - in a few months - they might decide they want to be more to us, and that's ok too.
Hubby planted some tomato and pepper plants out, and I watered everything on the front porch, but it was so hot that we really didn't do much else.
Unfortunately, our red hen succumbed to the heat. We didn't know how old she was, since a lady came by one day and, seeing our others running around, asked if we'd take her. She'd been the only survivor of hawk attacks. So now we only have our white one left. She's 5, I hope she doesn't get depressed having lost her sidekick. I may look for a friend for her, but I don't want to raise any chicks until next year.
We're going to try to go down earlier tomorrow but we are both still pretty exhausted from the events of the last couple of weeks, so whether we make it early or not remains to be seen.
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