Zaya is making me run around being "an enemy of mine" this morning. He is a tick. When I walk close to him he attaches and starts sucking out my blood.
This is why.
Last night Art found this little tick in Zaya's hair. The removal procedure was just as effective as Mim's experience, but apparently much more painful. It was very traumatic for both Daddy and Zay, and there was much reconciliation to be done after the procedure was over. Zaya wanted to see the tick this morning, (we saved it, you know, just in case.) and has been one ever since.
He keeps camouflaging on things and waiting for me to walk by. It's more than a little disturbing.
Actually, by the time I finished writing this post he had changed into a Cordyceps fungus that attacks mosquitoes. Equally disgusting and all, but different in that flora vs. fauna way.