Two Sundays back, we found fleas on the cats. Despite the fact we give them flea drops 4 or 3 times a year. Just like the cats, I hate those fleas. And when I find fleas or other small bugs, I go all OCD. I swear, I don’t have it. Even if I had, I’d be damn proud of it.
Over the weeks I cleaned the — entire — house 3 to 4 times. I gave the cats anti-flea drops from Advantage when we found out Frontline doesn’t do much. I sprayed the entire house with anti-flea spray. I vacuüm every day, I wash the sheets on almost a daily basis. I check my bed for fleas before going to bed, and I have locked down the bedroom for the cats for a good week. They didn’t like this. Scratched the door at night, lots of meowing. But because of the fleas, I just couldn’t let them in. Those fleas drive me crazy and make me paranoid.
Another thing I do on a daily basis is grooming the cats to check for fleas. This is another thing the cats don’t like. Hiro just walks away so grooming him is a mix of chasing him, grooming him while he walks and lifting his front pas off the floor so he can’t walk away. Sometimes he’s so hopeless he lets himself drop to the floor and not give a shit anymore.
Suki is a whole different case…
Suki hisses, growls, scratches and bites when we try to groom her. Why? I have no idea. I tried different methods such as grooming her while she’s eating, or giving her treats. But she either walks away or turn around on her belly so we can’t groom her, and every attempt to will be punished with sharp nails. All of this goes together with my flea-frustration and that’s not a good combination. Suki and I had a lot of arguments and ‘fights’.
I eventually have to hold her down by her scruff, and quickly make way with the flea-comb over her fur. Sides, back, neck, base at the tail. Then I have to lift her up a bit so she’s back on her feet and quickly do her belly. All of this together with growling, hissing and meowing. I hate it and I feel sorry for her. But it has to happen.
I don’t want to jinx this, but so far we found much less fleas and I finally allowed them in the bedroom again. Mostly because Suki’s scratching on the door was driving my boyfriend CRAAA-ZY.