Monday, August 21, 2017

Elapsed Eclipse

Oh, hello. Yes, there was a 75.5% eclipse today, even here in Foggy Bottom. The Human had quite a festive time of it at school, cavorting about with hundreds of 16-year-olds and swapping eclipse glasses and pinhole cameras around like so many lip glosses and mascara tubes. Surely I need not tell you how very excited I was.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Stealthy Sunday Selfie

I'll bet you would like to know how I took this Selfie from above and behind, but if I told you I'd have to send you some fleas so I will keep my seekrits.

Thanks to visitor Mary Mc. who reminded the Human about (food-grade) diatomaceous earth which the Human applied to my favorite sleeping spots today (hurray) and (embarrassingly) to my nether regions where I do not approve of being flea-combed. We had some right here--she got it out when someone reminded her about it a couple weeks ago, and then she promptly forgot about it. Another WMD in our little arsenal.


Saturday, August 19, 2017

We're Still Here!

Well, me and my Fleeze are, anyway. And make no mistake about it: My Fleeze is real! We are working on committing mass flea-icide via Advantage, and Other Means (flea combing, etc.) They came this time last year too, and eventually they were deemed eradicated. The Big Mistake, which we will not repeat, was being overconfident and stopping the Advantage treatments sometime last fall. Once they are gone again, the Human says I will stay on an Advantage regimen so I will not be a tasty target in the future.
The Human has been pretty scarce as the first week of school commenced last Monday. On the plus side, she went to the special little store that carries Spot's Stew and she brought some home to me tonight. Nommity-nom-nom-nom.

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Thankful Thursday

Today I am thankful that I and my fleas can lie down and stretch right out wherever we darn well please.

Right now we are on her nice, big bed.

It's super comfortable since she bought that memory-foam topper, AND --as I'm sure you've noticed-- none of those annoying dishtowels.

Monday, August 14, 2017

Sleeping Weird?





















So she says I am doing something "weird" with my head while I am napping tonight. I think she has a very narrow-minded definition of 'normal' if she thinks this is weird. I mean, Linda Blair doing that 360° spin, okay. This? Not even a blip on the radar of 'weird.'

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Sunday Selfie: This Is My Life Now



























Tomorrow, the Garage Trolls return, the Human returns to the daily grind, and I will be left to my own devices.
Plus, all my favorite sleeping places are covered with dishtowels now, so the Human can better track "flea activity." I feel like I'm in a Monty Python skit. Next thing I know, she'll have me wearing a bell. So humiliating.


Saturday, August 12, 2017

                                   In the Catbird Seat

Really? You want me to exert myself to get this thing? Hmm. Maybe tomorrow.