This is my post for #freewriters 2648 prompt state of the world hosted by
What do I have to say about the state of the world? A lot, so why is there nothing in my mind to write about it? Blankness is all that comes to me. I have a lot to say, but nothing to write.
When someone starts carrying on about the state of the world and that is all they want to talk to you about, it gets old. There are other things to talk about, like fleas.
We have tried home remedies like borax for the inside, washing the dogs in dawn dish soap, and spraying the yard with chemicals, but the poor dogs are still full of fleas. Yesterday, while I was gone, my husband took on the state of our world. He went full-on chemical warfare on the fleas.
The dogs were outside when I got home and they were not allowed in the house for another hour. My husband said he treated the yard after I left and kept the dogs inside, then he treated the inside and the dogs had to stay outside until it dries.
The dogs also got a bath, combed, and flea medicine. I hoped all of this poison would work, but last night I could hear one of the dogs chewing at the fleas on her. The other one seemed to rest better, she was lying with her back on the floor and wiggling back and forth while whining from fleas on her, but not last night. This has been an ongoing battle and like I said, we have been trying different things but now they are like the state of the world out of control.
photos are mine, Mom's rose bush is in full bloom
