My poor lab! She has been itching like crazy. I thought it was her usual summer allergies. I checked her out today, and she has phucking fleas. I bathed the dog in the shower. She acts like she has been traumatized and she probably will not step foot in the bathroom for another 6 months.
This means the cats have phucking fleas. Phucking flea bag cats. They go in and out. I know it is them. I hate them. The cats. And the phucking fleas.
Pre lake trying to get ready is kicking my ass and giving me anxiety. I can't find most of our 37 bikini's for the girls. LLM is Momma-ing me to death and I have not had the time to tend to its needs. Other than basic food/diapering. I'm a crazy person trying to get ready to leave.
Now I have to go to the vet and get Front Line for the phucking fleas. I am itching like crazy just thinking about the phucking fleas. I have to manage to dip the dog between now and leaving time.
Phuck it. I'm going to concentrate on packing and I'll deal with the phucking fleas when I can get out of the house. I will have an adventure taking 2 girls to the vet. I don't know whether to drop the cats off and get them taken care of, too. I know the cats will have to be tranquilized in order to bathe them. Well, one of them at least. Why do I have these phucking cats? They are satans helpers.
Edited To Add:
We have dealt with the phuckers. Phucking Cats got Frontline and a vet appointment to be tranquilized and bathed on Wednesday. Until then, they are locked outside. They don't need inside anyway. I think Phoebe is depressed because all she does as sleep and Osama Bin Oliver is just annoying.
We managed a nap. Or, I took a nap. So did LLM. BLM needed a nap, she woke up so early. I woke up at one point and she was not in the bed. I woke up again and she was there with her eyes closed...scrunched up...pretending she had been asleep. She's a good girl, so whatever she was doing wasn't naughty. But she wasn't sleeping.
The LM's and I will be headed South soon. We want to wish you a happy and safe 4th of July celebration.
The LM's will be staying at the lake for 11 days with Mimi and Papalicious. I'm excited for the alone time, but I know that will be sad within the first 30 minutes I'm home alone.
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7 comments:
I LOVE that you just called LLM "it." Seriously. Some margaritas and lake time should help with life, no? :)
You will NOT be sad. You will be delighted. I promise. Granny Camp 2008 Session 2 starts for me July 21. Amen. 2.5 weeks of bliss.
Do you have a Dyson vacuum? Dysons like to eat fleas! You will beat the fleas! Have a fun weekend.
11 days!!!! HEAVEN!! For all parties involved! YEAH FOR YOU!
Happy 4th!
Seriously, you're working too hard with the fleas. In my non-mommy moments I moonlight as a vet and I can promise you it's not necessary to bathe the animals. Actually, bathing them will make the Frontline less effective (no baths two days before or two days after Frontline.)
Frontline each animal in the home every month for four months (or every month forever if the cats go out,) vacuum the house really well and you'll be fine.
Good luck. Fleas suck, but not as bad as you think. :)
I just love that you call them phucking fleas.
Have fun at the lake!
You have our deepest sympathy and understanding... our worst ever experience with them was in OKC with our Giant Schnauzer, Phred. No joke, that is how his name was spelled. He was even humiliated on television for a report on phleas and a special camera was used to show them on the poor guy's tummy and other areas we won't discuss. He never forgave us for that. We even had to have the house de-phlea-er people come in with that white powder stuff and de-phlea the house. One of our all-time worst pet experiences.
So please know that somewhere in the great Midwest tonight we are saying a little prayer to the Pheline & Canine Gods that your life be tranquil in this venue going forward. (As if that would work.)
Grins & GIggles,
TP
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