Several weeks ago, I was holding Gyppy like a baby, looked at his tummy and saw teeny black bits on him. So, out came the flea comb and yup -- fleas.
Well, I freaked. Called the vet who said because of his age, they don't like to do things like Frontline or flea collars until last resort. Step one, give the cat a bath. Step two -- strip beds and do sheets, etc. Step 3 -- vacuum. Again and again. Step 4 -- Lather, rinse and repeat if they don't go away in a couple of weeks.
Well, I think you know where I'm going with this one. And let me say, it wasn't fun. I'm sure it wasn't fun for Gypsy, either.
The kitchen had just been cleaned -- now there was soapy water everywhere. Which is better than dirt, I guess. Or fleas. Mostly he just tried to get away, but now and then he'd let out this bloodcurdling scream.
I will say, baby shampoo is making him very fluffy! I'll also say that before he dried out, his skinny tail made me laugh.
Well, then, I decided that it was time to rearrange the bedroom furniture, as long as I was stripping everything -- turn the mattress, move the bed, vac under it (where Gyp sometimes hangs out.)
Now, my bedroom isn't very big, and boy -- what a mess. I will say I slept better than I have in ages and I wonder if it was getting rid of the under-bed dust.
Meanwhile, Gyp wants his regular sleeping spot by me and was having trouble adjusting to the new arrangement -- and I was of two minds having him in bed with me. By the time I sat down to watch Dancing with the Stars, I felt as though I had been through a war!
Time passes. We have bathed again, far more successfully and compliantly this time. We've vacuumed early and often, and I'm thinking we may have this licked. That said -- regular flea checkings are now part of the daily routine!
I hope everyone had a lovely holiday -- onward and upward -- let the Merriment Season begin!
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