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Having a daily check and de-tick of myself and Sorrel has got to the point where we are both fed up with these parasites. Far worse this year than any probably as it has been so wet.On me they are so tiny with the tick remover having a hard time to remove them (or it could be my eyesight) and the itching they cause once they have been removed, I have red bites all over.

Sorrel wears one of these, which seems to work on fleas and maybe if there wasn't so many ticks but sadly it is not 100% the same for her herb mix added each evening. It may repel the fleas but sadly those ticks keep coming even the advantix doesn't work. There is one last product to try but its a bit smelly - neem oil. I will try it and see.

So to get away from these pests were, me and farmer J are flying off to the UK tomorrow. Sadly Sorrel hasn't got a passport and as she can only take around 20 mins in the car before throwing up her jet setting days are a long way off. She will be spending the 6 days we are away with Miss F and Master C fussing over her, as well as them hopefully looking after all the other animals. Only hope she behaves herself, remembering her training she is doing so well at and her manners (Sorrel not Miss F!)

We're off to our nephews Wedding, visiting friends and ending with a short break in Dartmouth. The red spots, hopefully wont show under my frock. The hair has been deep conditioned, face mask applied with feet having been hidden in socks all week there is no deep ingrained grass or mud lines. Only eye brow shaping, toe nail painting and leg de-hairing to go I aim to look presentable but it might be a bit of a harder task  for Farmer J.

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