Evening notes
Jul. 3rd, 2008 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterWell, I've cleared the floor of my living room, thoroughly vacuumed, and sprayed the carpet with Precor 2000 professional-exterminator-grade flea spray. Boom. Living room flea problem gone. (Though I'll need to re-spray in a couple of weeks to catch the fleas that haven't hatched out yet.)
The problem is, I now need to do the same thing for my bedroom. My bedroom floor hasn't been clean in literally years. Since I moved in, easily. I have a lot of junk. But I'm going to need to clean up and be ruthless because I have a bunch of fleas in there too, from the cat sneaking in when I wasn't looking.
Guess I'll get on it tomorrow, after I see the vet about retrieving Gumdrop's remains. I'm not looking forward to that. But at least I had already arranged to have my parents come visit me on Sunday. They can take her body with them back to the farm and when they have a backhoe come in to work on their new house, they can have it dig a hole to bury her in. It feels right to bury her there, in the place where I grew up.
Not wanting to spend too much time alone in the apartment, I'm looking into adopting another cat—a year and a half old male Bengal from a rescue agency near here. He looks gorgeous from the photos. I hope they'll let me. If not, I'll adopt a couple of the kittens that a neighbor's cat had. (Perhaps I should adopt one of them anyway, to keep the Bengal company.)
Well, off to bed.
The problem is, I now need to do the same thing for my bedroom. My bedroom floor hasn't been clean in literally years. Since I moved in, easily. I have a lot of junk. But I'm going to need to clean up and be ruthless because I have a bunch of fleas in there too, from the cat sneaking in when I wasn't looking.
Guess I'll get on it tomorrow, after I see the vet about retrieving Gumdrop's remains. I'm not looking forward to that. But at least I had already arranged to have my parents come visit me on Sunday. They can take her body with them back to the farm and when they have a backhoe come in to work on their new house, they can have it dig a hole to bury her in. It feels right to bury her there, in the place where I grew up.
Not wanting to spend too much time alone in the apartment, I'm looking into adopting another cat—a year and a half old male Bengal from a rescue agency near here. He looks gorgeous from the photos. I hope they'll let me. If not, I'll adopt a couple of the kittens that a neighbor's cat had. (Perhaps I should adopt one of them anyway, to keep the Bengal company.)
Well, off to bed.