Last night, July 12th... FAR less than the month she was supposed to be protected, I found a flea on the itchy puppy.
This morning, after breakfast I sprung into action! I washed the puppy, using dish soap. That was a recommendation by the Vet, y'all! I suds-ed her up, and let he pace around the bathroom for 15 minutes. then I rinsed. Then she ran around the apartment like this:(Ok, it's an old picture, but it always looks the same: her wet, and rubbing on every surface.)
Then I sprayed the carpet and vacuumed. And I'm not really supposed to vacuum, but I did it anyways. The Spousal Equivalent is out seeing Pacific Rim, and I didn't want to wait for his return.
The blankets from various parts of the house are washing. I also need to take the vacuum canister right out to the dumpster and dispose of it.
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