Quickie

Sootie finally got the fleas. It was a case of the inevitable. Like having a house full of children and one getting the chicken pox. It was only a matter of time before the rest of them got it no matter how hard you try to keep them apart. I was very mad. We had seen her scratching at herself and we flea combed her but nothing appeared, but the next morning as I was cleaning out her flea comb I noticed some black flecks in it and then upon closer examination I saw three fleas. I think two of them jumped right on me, the other one I placed into a ziplock container to show Rich. His mom finally bought some Advantage flea medication and so we had to administer a dosage on the scruff of her neck, into the skin. Let me tell you! She sure didn't like that! Rich ended up getting a gash on his wrist, making him look like a model for a failed suicide attempt. (It was from her back claws as she tried to scramble outta our reach).

One other thing. Finally saw Passion of the Christ this evening. hmm I'm still shaken from the violence. Other than that, I don't think I would see it again. I don't know what else to say. I still have to digest it all. Perhaps someone else will post their input.

Have a good night all.

Me