So Frank the Tank still has fleas, or got them again, I don't know. This means that Mittens, Paul's cat also now has fleas. Flea treating isn't cheap. So far we've spent at least $100 in flea treatments (thankfully Paul is helping out). Carpet spray, pet spray, furniture spray, and spot treatments, all to get rid of these tiny pests.
This also means cleaning has to hit a peak the the condo in order to keep the fleas gone. Paul vacuumed and sprayed the living areas and his room last night. I started cleaning my room last night, but the mess was too great, and I didn't manage to clean it all, so I'll be finishing that tonight, and spraying the room, as well as washing all the clothes and bedding that Frank may have touched. On top of that, I'll be vacuuming the rest of the house, in order to make sure that we've sucked up all the fleas and flea eggs/larvae that are still alive.
I feel like a douchebag given that my kitten is the reason there's fleas in the house. Paul's cat has never had fleas before, and now she (and he) have to deal with them. I thought I'd rid Frank of his flea situation, but apparently not. So tonight I clean, do laundry, and attempt to fit a workout in there as well. Yay.
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