Scratch, scratch, scratch! Thump, thump, thump. Hmmm. “Honey, I think the dog has fleas!”
Well, we are 5 days away from giving him his flea treatment, but he seems beset poor little guy. I looked at his documents from the rescue organization. According to those documents, he had a flea treatment a little less than a month ago. In fact, the form shows that he had his treatment the day we picked him up. We are coming up quickly on the 30 day mark. I have to say I am not terribly impressed with this treatment. He’s been scratching since we’ve had him — so that would be 27+ days! I”ve seen the evil little fleas crawl across his snout. I’ve picked them off and crushed them between my finger tips. Never have a killed bug with more relish! ( Oh yeah, mosquitos!) Fleas are the reason he’s banned from the bed. Well, that and that special “odor de doggy” that he gives off from time to time. Luckily, we have leather furniture and hard wood floors. We only have rugs in the living room at the entry way and in the bathroom. There aren’t a lot of places for the little beasts to hang out other than Opie!
We’ve got to wash, vacuum and de- flea every place where Opie’s been and hope that’s enough. Our trainer had recommended a “flea bomb”. However, I am not a fan of spraying poison indiscriminately all over my house. My house is not a toxic waste dump! But we’ve got to take action. Every time he scratches, we scratch — sympathetically, of course! ( We hope!)
So, at 10 AM I took Opie to the groomers for a bath and a clip. Fouad, the groomer told me to pick Opie up at 5PM. That gave us time to do a lot. ( By the way, is this an excessive amount of time to be at the groomers? I’m not at the beauty salon for 7 hours! I’d go nuts! Poor Opie, I hope they have good magazines. )
10:15AM I vacuum the h-e-double toothpicks out of the living room rug.
10:30AM I spray allegedly “safe” flea spray on the living room rug.
10:35AM Gregory beats the h-e- double toothpicks out of the entry way rug. Then I vacuum it and spray it.
10:55 AM I put Opie’s doggy bed, blanket and towel in the washing machine and choose the steam clean option.
11:10 AM I pull the pillow covers off the throw pillows on the couch in preparation of washing them. I pull the rocking chair cushions off as well as well as the big yellow pillow from our bed that briefly served as Opie’s bed before we went to the pet store to get him the one in our room.
The day was filled with spraying flea stuff, Oxyclean, and washing and drying various bulky items. By 4:30PM Opies personal bedding is completely dry. Other items are either in the wash or the dryer. The flea spray which needed at least an hour to dry has been dry for hours.
5PM I pick up Opie who is now silky smooth and beside himself with joy to see us. He looks like a midget Afghan hound with his silky do and newly shaved snout. He smells divine! He rides in my lap as Daddy drives us home. He sticks his nose out the window and gets his doggy high!
“Gotta walk the cobwebs out,” says Daddy!
Now he’s home circling his bed, pawing at it, trying to stamp some of the dryer puffiness out of it.
Home… silky smooth and on his way to being flea free!