So, here I am, telling another dilemma of how my loved kitties ruined my date, once again. You would think that after the fourth time of fleas infesting my house, I would of gotten the memo. My loved felines never seem to fail me. Because I am always buying their weekly food and litter, I never have enough to purchase (Frontline). I know there is a problem with fleas invading my home, but you get used to it after a couple months and by a year, you don't even feel a bite. Of course my new hot date hasn't ever experienced the bite of a flea. So when he comes to pick me up one ordinary evening, he is attacked by countless fleas all over him. My hot date screamed in terror, and was scratching frantically. My hot date sprinted to the shower, yelling at me about how horrible my kittens are! I was furious at the way my hot date was acting towards my loved ones. He needed to chill. I didn't see him after our argument. Once the shower was turned off, I heard the bathroom door opened and the front door slammed. How rude. I plopped onto the couch and burst into tears. After my meltdown, I felt comforted by the sense of companionship provided by my beloved felines and their flea associates. They would never leave me alone like my hot date recently did.
That's the wonderful thing about fleas. They never leave during your hardest times. They always stick with you, literally.
That's the wonderful thing about fleas. They never leave during your hardest times. They always stick with you, literally.