Monday, June 1, 2015

Fucking fleas...

Somehow, our indoor-only kitties wound up with them.  Which means that the kids' bedroom carpets ended up with fleas, as did our bedroom, the living room, and the bathroom bath mats. 

The bath mats and our bedding and the kids' bedding has all been washed.  Our bedrooms have been cleaned (the pixie's twice--once by her, and once by me to get the hoarded clothing out to be washed), and the carpets and wingback chairs in the kids' rooms have been sprayed with Hartz flea spray for carpets and furniture. 

The upside?  The stuff smells good. 

The downside?  I'm exhausted, and a little achy. 

See y'all on the flip-side.  Pray with me that the kids sleep in tomorrow after their big day with Granny, today.

4 comments:

  1. I'm betting the fleas came in on somebody's clothes or shoes...

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    1. Or on the mice that Cricket's been catching and playing to death...

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    2. Ouch, yeah more probable... sigh

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    3. I'd rather she caught them than Shadow. I can take them away from Cricket once they're dead. Shadow doesn't play with them--she just dispatches them and eats them. I find the remains in the litter box.

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