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Bet I can make you scratch!

There’s nothing like the phrase ‘I think the dog has fleas’ to encourage you to spend $40 you don’t have on flea stuff.

But that’s how our evening went last night. Brooklyn had been scratching for a week but no signs of critters….last night I was checking her belly (fleas like the belly) when I thought I saw something scamper. OMG. Right away Shane started itching. (Subliminal – like when your grade schooler comes
home from school with a note that lice is going around)

In 13 years we’ve only experienced this adventure once about 3 yrs ago. It was no picnic. And there’s nothing worse then a 150 lb. St. Bernard with fleas!

So I wasted no time and ran to the store. I’m putting this out there for reference in case anyone gets fleas (well, your pets I mean!)

1.) Flea bath (shampoo). Let lather sit atleast 5 minutes before rinsing.

2.) While pet is getting a bath, have someone vacuum REAL good and spray the floors, carpets and furniture (Especially where the pet sleeps or lays) with a Carpet and Furniture Spray (Sergeants is a good brand). It MUST contain ‘pyriproxfen’ or ‘permethrin’. Wash and double dry all pet bedding.

3.) AFTER spraying let the pet into the room. But don’t let him outside yet.

4.) You must do the outside yard where the pet spends time. Use Ortho Max Insect Killer For Lawns. (We used an off brand once and it did not last)

5.) When the pet is dry, spray thoroughly (cover eyes, nose, mouth with a towel first) with a pet flea spray that contains ‘pyethrins’ and/or ‘permethrin’.

I’ve found other chemicals do NOT do the trick here.
If the fleas are really bad or come back again…repeat all steps and use a Flea Bomb in the house. And if you don’t kill the fleas OUTSIDE…they will get back on your pet.

Okay, I know you are itching now….so that’s all!

Fishy situation

Now, at age 17, (what’s up with age 17? ) Kaylee needed fish.  Guppies.  Couldn’t pick a pretty colorful fish, it had to be guppies.  I reminded her that Dad & I fed the guinea pigs, Dad & I watered the dogs, Dad & I cleaned up the guinea pig cages, Dad & I were the only ones who actually DO poop duty.  And Dad & I were absolutely NOT taking care of any fish!

So the deal became….SHE buys the fish, SHE buys the tank and supplies, SHE cleans the bowl….Or SHE loses privileges.  We even had her sign a ’contract’ with the ‘rules’ and ‘consequences’.  Surely this would work, right? 

One day she comes home with 15 guppies.  A few died here and there….some ate some of the others, and some died after being dropped on the table or flopping on the floor during bowl cleaning.  (They cannot swim when they are all bent in half)

And let’s just say that ‘Middle Child’ walks past the bright green algae infested bowl almost on a daily basis asking ‘When is Kaylee going to clean the fish?”  (Yeah, so no…the whole ‘contract’ thing didn’t work)

By the way.  We are down to just two fish and one baby one.  (Somewhere along the line, one of the original 15 had babies!  For some reason things seem to reproduce in our household)

Here’s a pic of the fish bowl that she ‘promised’ to clean.  The smaller green jar next to it houses the baby fish.  That’s not cleaned either. 

I promise...I'll clean the fish tank!

I promise...I

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