Ah fleas, fleas, fleas.
The war continues.
After a frantic five hour clean last Friday and treating Millie, we discovered that nothing had worked. By Monday they were flouting their continued mortality in our faces. 1-0 to the fleas. There had been a noticeable reduction, probably due to my crazy cleaning schedule, but they were still here.
So further action had to be taken.
A quick trip to Pets At Home, an overly expensive purchase of Frontline Spot-On later, and we thought we were sorted. By Wednesday, there was no sign it was working. Panic was beginning to set in. I had images of us having to get an exterminator in to fumigate the place. But then on Thursday there was a light at the end of the tunnel. The fleas started dying!
By Friday there were only a few fleas, and as of this morning, they are scurrying for their young, insectoid lives. So the score currently is:
Fleas 1 - 1 People.
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