And let me tell you about the leeches! Yuck. Last week, Tim took the dogs for an hour long bush walk. It wasn't raining at the time, but it has been raining as I mentioned. When he came home, I noticed a couple of leeches that had dropped off the dogs. They weren't engorged - meaning they hadn't yet feasted on my dogs' tasty blood - but still skinny stretching slinky alien lifeforms. It's hard to like a leech. Anyway, I thought I might rub the dogs with some special doggy insecticide I have to encourage any "hangers-on" to exodus my doggys' bodies. We've had leeches before, but I still wasn't prepared for the plethora of squiggly critters to jump ship (I mean, dog). I must have picked up 20-30 leeches! Now ask me, did I flush the leeches down the toilet?
Funny you should ask....
The last time a leech dropped off one of the dogs, Tim flushed it down the toilet. Jumping ahead (no pun intended - :) ) 20 minutes, I had just finished relieving myself and turned to flush. Have you ever had the experience of something you just deposited in the toilet coming back atcha? Well, you might have guessed what my first impression was, but it actually was the "flushed" (and may I say very good swimmer) leech! It had crawled up the inside of the toilet and was stretching its disgusting self toward where my very "personal" self was just exposed. Are you getting the picture here?
I know that some celebrities, with way too much money and time, actually pay to have leeches placed on their bodies. I know that surgeons use leeches in lifesaving heart surgery. But wouldn't a leech be the epitome of a hemophilia's nightmare?
Personally, I don't like 'em, but if you want to learn more, try here.
-Judi
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