So this week has been yet another exciting reminder of the fact that we live in the country. On Tuesday morning, I came down stairs just in time to watch my cat leaping and running wildly after something which about 4 sec. after I registered that he was indeed catching something, I heard the horrible cries of said creature. The loud screams were high pitched they sounded like a large animal and I will admit I was very worried about what I was going to find as I approached my kitchen. I signed with relief as I realized it was a mole (or a vole? I don't know the difference). Anyway, I screamed for Russ twice, but of course this big old house is way to sound proof for him to hear a thing. The cat was now at this point a little freaked by the little creature - for he was close but jumped back each time the scream of terror came from it's little vocal cords. So with cat in tote, I sought Russ. We were able to catch him and release him back out into the world, in hopes that he will stay there!
Later that day, we headed for a hike. This has become our Tuesday afternoon routine. We were following the path for awhile and knew that soon there would be the turn of the path to loop around. We took what we thought was that turn...but it turned out it wasn't right (although it did bring us back to our car!). The bad thing was there were tons of little yellow flies (horse or sweat flies) which began attacking and stinging us. Luckily they weren't going after Livia...but me OMG they loved me! I have over a dozen bites in my head, plus three on one arm, two on another and two on one leg! AWFUL!
Was that enough for the week? One would think so but nope! Our cat, who is an indoor cat, has been spending time on our enclosed porch...he loves our fresh air and the great breeze...but did I think? NOPE. He is spending all this time in limbo between the outside and the inside world and I didn't even think that I should be treating him for fleas (or putting the flea collar back on him)....and so of course, those flies, in search for fresh blood found the fur of Mr. Leo Kitty to be a warm, welcoming and inviting home.
UGH! One flea path, 4 carpets treated in precaution, 2 couches treated just in case and several loads of laundry later - I hope my house is flea free! I do believe we caught them early. We sprayed down the porch and allowed him back out today. I have never before had a flea problem and I hope we caught it early.
Moles (Voles?), Flies and Fleas O My!
We can't have these, Bye Bye