Poor dog.

So . . . Whiskey has scabies (eeeek!), hookworm (eh.), and heartworm (shit).

Scabies should resolve shortly with a couple rounds of Revolution. Hookworm got the first pill today and will get another in three weeks. Heartworm treatment starts Monday.

None of this is a surprise. He was woefully neglected--worms are pretty much a given.

I think I'm going to stop eating meat and do a pantry challenge. And give up getting coffee out for a couple months. Or just drastically cut back.

In other news, he's a very good dog and the vet thinks he'll pull through the treatment just fine.

The biggest problem I have (financial worries are just a big old sigh) is the fact that I already itch constantly. I have a rash that my doc *thinks* is viral and which doesn't respond to anything, so I'm on atarax. If I also end up with scabies, I'll just go soak in a vat of gasoline and contemplate self-immolation.

Off I go to start a two-week cycle of hot water washes of EVERYTHING.

And maybe I'll just go ahead and make a pre-emptive derm appointment. It's not like I don't have reason to see a dermatologist already.