So, Oli barfed up a worm the other day. A worm!! I know that it’s common in animals, but that does not ease the disgusted, queaziness I felt when seeing it squirm around. Now, not only is my four-legged child recovering from his first diabetic spell, he’s got to expel vile, slimy worms. Bleck. When it rains, it floods in the land of Missey Twisted. Fortunately, the local pet supply store had D-Worm. I poured a bit over his food. He didn’t even notice it on his food and ate it all. So now I’m on poop patrol, looking for worms. I’ll give him another treatment in a couple of weeks.