dusty says *squeeek squweeek squeeeek!* "oh oh oh!" he volunteers their kittehmas presents(that they haven't gotten yet because of the fleas) to help decorate. one is a kitteh bed and one is a mini jungle-gym sorta thing like they had before. I left both of them in their boxes so far until we get rid of the fleas. i'm trying so hard. vacuum vacuum vacuum! washing sheets almost every day because molly loves to lay on my bed. she's stil scratching some and dusty is definitely still scratching. he also is still not letting me comb him! I comb molly and comb her and comb her. sometimes I get a couple fleas and sometimes I don't get any.
oh good molly and dusty are relaxing now, they are working on this side of the tunnel though *whispers* hmm..are the 2 sides going to match up? I guess we can worry about that later. is magic building the floors out of boxes like she does the forts? hope they are reinforced cardboard lol *pets magic* when Harley and mauy come out of the tunnel can you pet them for me. I've been told *looks over at molly and dusty* not to interrupt their work for anything
oh no...molly is panicking. she's running around screaming. now she's starting to shove all of her stuff into a suitcase. she says we have to move to Canada before trump builds that wall. molly says that if the wall is there she'll never see Harley waving again! *trying not to laugh and definitely for molly not to see me smirk even..who am I kidding? she's too busy panicking to see me smirk* she says we have to move to Canada right now. um, no way molly, mommy can't live anywhere that the temperature gets below 70F remember? hey! don't use that kind of language with me young lady. or in front of your impressionable young brother. look at his jaw drop to the ground. now you've ruined his sweet innocent ears. lol.
oh,sorry. I guess I should have told them that when I gave them the prezzies. either that or to not tell you they got them lol. that was dusty's idea. I told him you'd probably notice some new toys. *whispers* I gave magic the box that the new toys came in ;)
nope. well your kittehs can use the computer but mine are still not cooperating with getting rid of the fleas. remember how molly bit me? a couple days later I found poop in 3 different spots in my apartment when I got home from work in the morning! they are just being little brats! so no computer for my kids. I did google natural remid--remade-- fixes for fleas and the one that wasn't toxic to kittehs and wasn't a ton of work was putting salt on your carpet. says it dries up the fleas. you put it on, use a broom to work it in, wait 24-48 hours and then vacuum. the problem I have in all of what I read, the raid stuff I bought and everything is that it says remove your vacuum cleaner bag and throw it away. I don't have a vacuum cleaner bag. I have one of those vacuums with a canister. guess i'll just work with what I have. no molly, you can't say hi to Harley or auntie apc, not until you cooperate with mommy
hmmm I wonder if I talk about my kittehs too much at work?(as if there is such a thing as too much!) last year I got kitteh treats as a present. the year before that kitteh gushy fud. this year I got 2 kitteh calenders. and.....the kitteh on the cover of the one calendar looks suspiciously like dusty *stares at dusty* have you been working a job while mommy is sleeping during the day? hmm, young man? oh, there he goes running off again.....
*squeeek squeeek ssqueek!* dusty. be nice. he says that santa never came because molly was sitting in the window all night waving to Harley. well, dusty, you must have been awake all night to know that? so you must have helped her out. *dusty runs under the sofa* mmmmm hmmmm I thought so. *whispers* now he's complaining santa never came but he didn't complain they still had presents? how does that work? they got some nip and some cookies and a few new nip stuffed toys. hard to shop for some kittehs who have everything. oh yeah and I still have those things I bought for them several weeks ago that I don't want to put out until the fleas are gone.