Tuesday, April 7, 2015
F is for Flea, or Ctenocephalides Felis
We've been battling cat fleas since we arrived in Florida. Last year when she got them we did the flea bath, (not a pleasant experience for any of us), the stuff you put on the back of her neck, and a few other things, but they were only temporary fixes. We didn't completely get rid of them until we hit Colorado, where cat fleas are a rare thing, thanks to the dry climate. Right now she's sporting a flea collar and has already had the icky stuff put on her neck. We've also put flea powder on her bed, but every time she makes a short lived escape outside, she comes back in with a new pile of fleas to keep her awake at night, scratching fleas above my head.
Not that Florida doesn't hold it's own magic, but lack of bugs is certainly not one of them. We soon will head up the coast to Virginia, where we'll find those nasty deer ticks, and the icky stink bug invasion will attack once again, and we'll likely not rid ourselves of the infestation until we hit Colorado in September.