Battle on the Home Front
There's a war on the home front. Cat fleas against Cow. The combatants: three house cats; one person, one house, and apparently indestructible, unkillable fleas.
The battle site: The house; the bed, where all cats sleep; the floors, carpets, chairs; and most importantly, the kitty fur where the fleas want to be.
It's been a three-week war so far. 3 kinds of bug bombs have been exploded in the house at a cost of $180.00 total. Mass casualties were expected, but so far a complete vanquishment of the enemy has not occurred. Apparently some of the walking wounded made a full recovery.
Cats were dosed with $55.00 a package Frontline Plus to no apparent avail. As a last-ditch effort, reinforcements were brought in to cover the carpets and upholstery with powdered flea insecticide.
After a terrible night spent coughing from the airborne dust, Cow will be wielding the vacuum tonight in hopes of removing not only all the flea powder but also the lifeless bodies of the enemy combatants.
Should this battle also prove inconclusive, the Treasury of the Land of the Topiary Cow will be going to the Chairman of the Topiary Reserve Fund to seek humanitarian aid, and also maybe appealing to Angelina for adoption.
Tally-ho!
The battle site: The house; the bed, where all cats sleep; the floors, carpets, chairs; and most importantly, the kitty fur where the fleas want to be.
It's been a three-week war so far. 3 kinds of bug bombs have been exploded in the house at a cost of $180.00 total. Mass casualties were expected, but so far a complete vanquishment of the enemy has not occurred. Apparently some of the walking wounded made a full recovery.
Cats were dosed with $55.00 a package Frontline Plus to no apparent avail. As a last-ditch effort, reinforcements were brought in to cover the carpets and upholstery with powdered flea insecticide.
After a terrible night spent coughing from the airborne dust, Cow will be wielding the vacuum tonight in hopes of removing not only all the flea powder but also the lifeless bodies of the enemy combatants.
Should this battle also prove inconclusive, the Treasury of the Land of the Topiary Cow will be going to the Chairman of the Topiary Reserve Fund to seek humanitarian aid, and also maybe appealing to Angelina for adoption.
Tally-ho!
posted by The Topiary Cow at
12:22 PM
6 Comments:
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hope the fleas took a hike.
I bring myself to say I hope the fleas are dead. They are just trying to make a living, too, you know.
We shaved and bathed the cat this weekend. It was quite comical.
No wonder the poor cat freaks out all the time. Forget wine, stick a valium in a piece of cheese~
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Good Luck, TC...we too have fought the war...and won. Adams Flea Spray ROCKS.
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My goodness, super mom, Cow applauds your intrepid venture into the Land of Cat Bathing.
To whose shores the Cow has never ventured. A visit may be coming, though.
Clucky, your royal cluckiness, Cow is deeply grateful for your inside knowledge and sharing your battle plan...Adams Flea Spray is definitely looming on the horizon.
Moo!
Mice hate it when fleas move into a neighborhood, with their circuses, and flea markets.
There's never any parking.
eeeek!
Wow... I have no idea how we don't have fleas. We have one cat who is outside half the time, and hardly ever gets flea treatments. He had TONS of fleas when we first got him, but one bath and one Advantage treatment and he was fine. Our other three have never had a problem.
Good thing I don't believe in jinxes...
Stacey, you said the magic word: "Advantage"....turns out it works much better than Frontline, plus is cheaper!
Advantage has given a home advantage, hooray!
Fleas are being vanquished as we speak...
Moo!
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