My husband was going out to pick up his dad’s lawnmower at 7:30.  I was complaining that he was going at such a late hour with the kids having to get to bed and such.  Anyway, he left and as I was getting the 2 1/2 yr old ready for a bath he comes running back in the house yelling that he’s on his way to get Charlie.  Apparently the neighbors three houses down have been feeding him and had put a flea collar on him.  He’s covered with fleas and has lost quite a bit of weight.  He has a cut on his nose, undoubtedly from a fight.  I’ll be calling the vet in the morning to get him in for a check up and hopefully a dip.  We have him in a carrier and Mouse is laying outside of it, so glad to have his Baby-Daddy home.