9/5 It’s allergy season.
Usually kicked off by this guy, Huck. He gets allergies before anyone else in our house – and we guess it’s because he’s lower to the ground and walking through the grass much more. It’s a trying time for him – itching, scratching, nibbling and biting. His eyes are red, his skin dappled with small wounds he’s created. He’ll carry on in a Benadryl haze until it’s cold enough, and we’ll get our dog back. I’m hoping for all of us that it’s sooner than later! We’re all sad for you, Huckleberry!