Chickens get something disgusting called scaly leg mites, and new gray Audie Cornish Hen has them. It’s appalling and I feel awful for not having synthesized some indicators earlier, so I am soothing myself by channeling Arrested-ly Development-al absurdity. Please join me in remembering the glorious Operation Hot Mother!
Here you see two steps of the treatment (not including grossness, I promise).
Bill is holding her, and I am using a toothbrush to gently scrub her little feet in some warm Dr. Bronner’sy water.
Now, Bill is holding her and I am putting her legs one by one into a 2009 Yankee Stadium commemorative cup full of safflower oil, because that’s how you smother the mites. (Next: lots of Vaseline!)
We’ll keep the toothbrush in the guest bathroom in case you forget yours.