So we’ve had some earthworms popping up in the backyard with all this rain and somehow they get tangled in Trevor’s arm pits and belly. I don’t mesh with worms (or caterpillars or spiders), meaning I can be seen jumping up and down, flailing arms violently, and screaming like a sissy. A few weeks ago Trevor had four of these worms (FOUR!) stuck in his hair but Jake was in the shower so I had to suck it up and brush the worms off. It was cringe-worthy but somehow I dealt with the worms and managed to keep my cereal down. Jake came just in time to help with the fourth worm and he said “wow, I think you just grew.” I love my little dog too much to let him be covered in worms!