My clean house--the one that I was calling my favorite vacation spot just yesterday--now smells like a medicine cabinet, thanks to half a bottle of Flea-Breeze and Hartz Flea and Tick Home Spray. Despite my best precautions--I sprayed the dogs with Farnam flea spray before putting them in the car yesterday and bathed then with flea shampoo when I got home--those darn fleas hitched a ride in Redneck Mobile and now occupy my townhouse. I know that they do because I woke up to Bailey being surrounded by a circle of flea blood on the bed. Thankfully, I had put the white sheets that already had paint and clay stains on them on the bed before we left for Thanksgiving so the fleas didn't ruin my good linens. They are, however, ruining what was a halfway decent mood. The smell of the flea spray is getting to me, and I know that I'm going to probably have to respray the house tomorrow.It's the holidays. Why can't the local vets be like Kmart and Sears and bring back layaway or at least let you pay for Advantage or Frontline in installments? Better yet, how about a BOGO sale on flea products? I'd so scrape up the sofa change for that kind of sale.
