Flea season opens today

Thank goodness flea season opens today. Now I can spray the carpet with flea killer without getting fined. My license is renewed for the year and I have the ammunition, so look out, you little fuckers, it’s death time on Broadway. Dottie is not happy about this, however, because I also have the ammo that one uses on pets to murder fleas and I have used it liberally on her. She keeps looking at me like I’ve tainted her beautiful cow-hide coat which she will not lick now because it has icky stuff all over it.

Luckily for us, the sun came out just in time for me to open the windows and air out the apartment. Flea destroying spray smells bad and is probably not too safe to inhale (doesn’t get you high anyway). We went for a long walk and returned to a less stinky living space on its way to being free of the flea cycle.

This flea spray stuff usually works well. Only problem is it takes a few treatments. Only other problem is it is probably toxic. Only other problem is, the natural stuff doesn’t work.

Kill Kill Kill, Kill the fleas.

This dog looks suspiciously like Dottie. I think she posed for this image and is using to proceeds to bribe my friends to take her to Dutch Brothers so she can score cookies from them while I am at work. We will have to have a conversation about this.