Stopping in briefly today to report some progress on the Guinea Front. In only 3 days, the Guinea Posse has annihilated more than 10 ticks. Given their newborn status, these ticks were hand-fed to them in the nursery, after picking them off of our persons. Or dogs. No matter to them how they got there; they were vigorously gobbled up. Tremendous success that even we, in our rosy haze of optimism, didn’t expect so soon.
So they’re stayin’. And I’m proud to report they’ve been elevated to VIP status, now outranking the dogs, hens, and “chickies”. We shall be serving all future ticks on silver platters, with their choice of sides, until the all-you-can-eat-buffet opens up. The tide has turned, you tick bastards.
And now I shall sign off, in preparation for a Get-Your-Act-Together-Inside-and-Out Marathon Weekend. It’s guaranteed to be jam-packed with transplanting, seed planting, rock-picking, grass seed laying, coop cleaning, compost laying, laundry doing, all around exhausting good time. And I’m worn out just thinking about it.