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scholarslayouts. Header image is "Twelve Women with Birds" by Emily Balivet. Used with permission.23 September 2009 @ 11:14 pm
The good: SOFA. We now have one of them. It is avocado green. It looks great in front of our obscenely large TV. It will look even better once we have the tree decal up.
The bad: When doing our weekly nail-clipping and fur-mination of the kitties, we found a flea on Olive. Just one. But we found flea "dirt" in small amounts on both Olive & Mim. Nox was completely clean, having been given a flea treatment at the shelter we got him from. Jason and I? We are both Virgos. We immediately got to work-- I bathed each kitty in a lukewarm bath to get rid of any more live ones (and found none). Jason started vacuuming in earnest, including couch and papasan. The kitties' most used naptime blankets are currently in the washer and dryer. Our bedsheets will be washed first thing tomorrow morning, and I will be calling the vet to ask what brands of flea-control systems are the safest for home use. We'll be vacuuming every night for at least a week to make sure we get everything up.
Did I mention that we're Virgos? Creepy critters are absolutely not welcome in our home, which we've miraculously gotten into a tidy state. And we aim to keep it that way. In fact, whenever it gets even the least bit cluttery, we watch an episode of "Hoarders," which is entirely sufficient motivation to send us into a cleaning frenzy.
Of the kitties, Olive took the bathing the best, oddly. She didn't like her face getting wet, but otherwise was sorta "suck it up and deal" about the whole affair. Mim accidentally clawed me in her panic. Nothing too serious. Nox was the most "DO NOT WANT." He scrambled and bellowed and totally freaked out. Very odd for a cat who is otherwise fascinated with water-- he jumps in the shower with me after I've turned the water off. I guess now he's had a change of heart.
ETA: Also the Adorable:: Nox has learned to play fetch with his favorite white furry mouse. He'll run it over and drop it at my feet for me to throw, then repeat. If I'm not paying attention, he'll tap my foot with his paw to let me know it's there. He's done it to Jason, too. Little dude thinks he's a puppy.
The bad: When doing our weekly nail-clipping and fur-mination of the kitties, we found a flea on Olive. Just one. But we found flea "dirt" in small amounts on both Olive & Mim. Nox was completely clean, having been given a flea treatment at the shelter we got him from. Jason and I? We are both Virgos. We immediately got to work-- I bathed each kitty in a lukewarm bath to get rid of any more live ones (and found none). Jason started vacuuming in earnest, including couch and papasan. The kitties' most used naptime blankets are currently in the washer and dryer. Our bedsheets will be washed first thing tomorrow morning, and I will be calling the vet to ask what brands of flea-control systems are the safest for home use. We'll be vacuuming every night for at least a week to make sure we get everything up.
Did I mention that we're Virgos? Creepy critters are absolutely not welcome in our home, which we've miraculously gotten into a tidy state. And we aim to keep it that way. In fact, whenever it gets even the least bit cluttery, we watch an episode of "Hoarders," which is entirely sufficient motivation to send us into a cleaning frenzy.
Of the kitties, Olive took the bathing the best, oddly. She didn't like her face getting wet, but otherwise was sorta "suck it up and deal" about the whole affair. Mim accidentally clawed me in her panic. Nothing too serious. Nox was the most "DO NOT WANT." He scrambled and bellowed and totally freaked out. Very odd for a cat who is otherwise fascinated with water-- he jumps in the shower with me after I've turned the water off. I guess now he's had a change of heart.
ETA: Also the Adorable:: Nox has learned to play fetch with his favorite white furry mouse. He'll run it over and drop it at my feet for me to throw, then repeat. If I'm not paying attention, he'll tap my foot with his paw to let me know it's there. He's done it to Jason, too. Little dude thinks he's a puppy.