Three years ago, someone gave us a kitten. Against my better half's protests, I succumbed to the kids' pleas to keep "Emily." Fast forward 6 months, and our house was overrun by ticks. It was interesting how they only bit my wife's legs. Did I mention she has dermatographism? Long story short, the house was fumigated thrice, Emily found a new home, and I was in the doghouse, yet again.
Now Rica's 9, Mikey's 8, and I am as gullible as before. Pets are good for kids, right?
After all, I grew up with a non-stop succession of dogs.
Well, so far so good!
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