Jul 11 2009
Flee! Fleas!
This weekend we’re heading out of town, heading to a graduation party for my cousin. Last night, however, we had even more fun than a grad party. We bathed our three cats to get rid of fleas.
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I hate fleas. When I first got baby girl Caitlin, she was COVERED in fleas. It took several treatments before we finally got rid of them. For some reason, white cats just draw fleas to them. The flea baths went about as well as could be expected. Caitlin yowled like she was being murdered and was terrified. Jedi “mowed” in his Marvin the Robot voice and was also terrified. Tiger…. Tiger was seething angry. He looked at me as the bath began with this evil glare in his eye that dared me to bring my face close to him because he would gladly remove several layers of skin and muscle, and bone if he could manage it…
We ended up wrapping him in a towel and dipping him to make sure he was totally wet before we scrubbed him. Pouring the water over him just seemed like it was asking for trouble.
After we scrubbed them all and released them to go lick their metaphorical wounds, we waited till they dried off more and then dosed them with a monthly application of flea medicine. Hopefully, this will relieve them of their flea issues. When we get home, we’re going to vacuum and spray the carpet as well.
Because of where we live, we may never be fully rid of fleas. The park is built on seriously sandy soil. But, we will do our best to mitigate the damage the fleas cause to our pets.

































