Flea eyeliner.
Flea earrings. Flea
hairdos. The girls are literally
bald with fleas. We are in a sad
state and I am officially declaring an all-out WAR! I have exhausted all organic remedies (diatomaceous earth)
to no avail. Sadly, it’s time to
call in the big guns…the pest control guy (you should be hearing villain music
in your head here). I must say
right now that I do not really think pest control guys are villains. I just try really hard to be as organic
as possible and having to call them for help is like admitting failure for
me. But here’s the thing…when my
chickens are miserable and I can’t help them and my seven year old comes home
from school saying “Mommie, there were these little guys chewing on my legs
today”, it’s time.
Chickens are very delicate animals. One false move and CROAK, they’re
goners. However, I have come to
the grim conclusion that they are so bad off I might have to put them out of
their misery if something doesn’t change soon. These girls are very dear to me, but I can’t even go near
them any more because if I do, I bring fleas into the house. The way I see it, anything is worth a
try now.
Anyone else out there have chickens with fleas?
HELP!!!
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