It's flea season and they are a problem out here. We don't get fleas in CO because of the altitude, so this is something that I've learned to deal with in the past 6 years since I've lived out in CA.
And the fleas LOVE Lady. Lola, not so much (she's got the spicy Mexican blood).
I have been PSYCHOTIC/NEUROTIC about fleas this year. More so than usual and Ryan and I realised last night that it may be attributed to nesting!
I bought a flea spray for the yard. I made Ryan flea bomb the house (when I was away, of course and then he was sure to wash everything). I throw things in the dryer all the time just to fry those suckers. I am crazy about putting flea meds on the dogs and cat. We really don't have many in our house, we've done a pretty good job, but it doesn't mean that I haven't been overly neurotic about it and realised last night that this may be a weird nesting-thing that I'm doing.
Why, you ask???
Well, our poor dog. I literally see 1 flea on her and I give her a flea bath. She has had 4 flea baths this week. That's right-4. She hates me.
You may remember the picture below from a previous post... just one of the MANY, MANY flea baths I have tortured this dog with this season. She looks miserable.
Poor, Poor Lady... the target of my nesting.
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