Wednesday, March 15, 2006
  Golldarn fleas!

Flea Circus, originally uploaded by icklebird.

So I treat my cats with that Frontline ($38/3 tx.!) stuff. That's supposed to work quite well. And it must have.. I don't really remember spotting fleas on my cats, other than when it served as a reminder that they were due another dose of Frontline, before living where I live now. Maybe it's because now BOTH cats spend lots of time outside.. I'm not sure, but in any case, I'm getting frustrated.

I gave them each a bath a couple of weeks ago and combed them afterwards. Gave them their Frontline then. Last night, I noticed both of them scratching again. So, I took them one-by-one into the bathroom (they're going to start to hate the bathrooms after all these baths and combings, but maybe it'll help me to break them of the toilet-drinking habit!) to comb them down, paying special attention to where they were scratching. Of course, I was rewarded with some icky little creepy-crawlies. Jumpies. Whatever.

Does anyone have any suggestions for me? I can't just keep giving them more doses of Frontline.. I have some of that anti-flea spray, but I'm scared to use it on the cats. I used it on that tiny infested kitten that someone handed over to me on Thanksgiving, but then combed him down and bathed him right afterwards. I'd do that with the grown-ups, but they're slightly less manageable and have bigger claws.

So please, suggestions if you have them. I'm thinking I'll comb them nightly in the areas that they itch most, e.g. under their chin, on their neck, etc. That's all I can think of that will allow my cats to keep liking me while helping this flea problem. Or maybe I should use the spray and bathe them again. I dunno!

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I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!

Location: Fort Lauderdale, Florida, United States


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A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.

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