Somehow, fleas have found a way into our home and have quickly become our enemy. We don't know if they started with Oakley or Napoleon (or how), but they are here and are now our nemesis. After much laundry, vacuuming, flea baths and combing, we're still finding some of the critters on the animals. The vet told us we have to bomb the house, but quickly recalled his recommendation when he found out I am pregnant. We're still googling for more information, but feel miserable and itchy in the meantime.And, for the record, Napoleon did NOT enjoy his first ever bath. It took two of us to try and keep him in the tub, and his crying from inside the closed bathroom scared Oakley so much that she wet the carpet just outside the door. No, that's not him in the photo, but he looked pretty similar. Poor guy.
Oakley, on the other hand, thinks the long, massaging baths & combing are like a special trip to a dog spa. She quickly forgot about Napoleon's ordeal and happily jumped into the bath for her turn at some pampering, probably hoping she keeps fleas forever. Any advice is welcome!
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