Posts Tagged cider vinegar for fleas
Just to prove the weather’s gone crazy, I took this photo yesterday – from the car so it’s not brilliant, sorry – but these sunflowers are in full bloom and it’s the end of August. Usually they’ve all finished around the end of July in these parts. That’s what having rain almost every day in June will do I suppose.
This appeared in the storage box thingy next to the pool. I want to move the box further up the garden away from scantily clad bodies but nobody has volunteered to help me. Funny that. Sorry for the blurry photo but I was in and out of there faster than you can say knife (or wasp) but they don’t actually seem to be interested in doing anything else but looking after their nest so might as well let them be.
My old dog Taz seems to be on his last legs – he’s thirteen next month and is now completely blind, almost deaf and seems to be confused about where he is most of the time. He still enjoys his food though so when he suddenly slowed down his usual scarfing down of dog biscuits I was even more worried so I took him to the vets. We have a new vet – she is amazing. She laid down on the floor, on her back, as if she was examining the underside of a car and, without further ado, attacked his icky teeth with what looked like a cross between a pair of pliers and some nutcrackers to remove the tartar caring nothing for the close proximity of randomly snapping jaws. He has an infection which she’s given him antibiotics for but, unfortunately, she also spotted a tumour in his mouth which she says can’t be operated on. I wouldn’t put him through it anyway at his age. She’s given him some tablets which may or may not inhibit the growth of the tumour but we’ll see.
When I told her I think he has some sort of canine dementia, she said she would try oxygenating his brain. I was filled with trepidation as to how he’d react when given a blow through with oxygen and wondered if she’d administer it through his ears or up his nose. I was actually a bit disappointed when she just gave us more tablets. She thought I was very funny for some reason. I’ll give it a couple of weeks to see how he gets on but I’m in ‘preparation mode’.
With the heat this Summer we have, once again had a problem with fleas. Despite costing me the price of a foreign holiday to treat three dogs, five cats and a large house with top of the range flea and tick treatment, those little buggers have returned. Last year the cats were the most badly affected, this year it’s the dogs. They usually have a topical treatment which is supposed to last a month but, three weeks in, I’ve had to give them tablets too. I think I’m on top of the problem now but it’s not been without its moments.
I’ve become paranoid about every little black speck I see and, the other day, I tried to drown a tiny piece of black velcro that had fallen off the strap of my sandal onto my foot. I only realised my mistake when I was studying it floating around in the glass and wondered why it didn’t have any legs.
Then, following advice on the internet, I added some cider vinegar to all the pets’ drinking water and made up a solution in a spray bottle to wet the dogs’ fur with and put some on a cloth to wipe down the cats. I also sprayed rugs and furniture. Only after the bottle was empty and I went to refill it did I realise I’d used red wine vinegar by mistake. I’ve waited a couple of days to tell you this in case I had to report ill effects or drunken capers but, as there was no dancing on the tables or lewd behaviour to report I will assume no harm was done. Although I can’t speak for what the fleas got up to.