Just me and my shadow...

and the hundred million other creepy crawlies stuck on her. Ugh.

Jasmine (that's the dog I'm baby-sitting in this house) has ticks! I've been spending the last couple of evenings in ambitious attempts to hunt them all down and squish them.

"Jasmine, hold STILL!"
"Ooooh ohhh l, I got it!"

I don't know where to find any alcohol, so I pull them out, one by one, folding them into a piece of tissue paper then hammering my high heels onto them. *SQUISH* Blood everywhere.

Almost as fun as popping bubble wrap.

"Ughhhh.... I think I found a huge one!"

"Oh wait... heh, oops. That was just your nipple."