If they don’t pay rent…

Gave the cat her monthly flea treatment this week.  So that makes me the bad cop for the next couple of days.  Afterwards she skulks behind the furniture, then makes a point of sitting in front of me in the living room, back turned.  If only she knew it was for her own good.  I suppose fleas have their part to play in the natural order of things (although I’ve no idea what), but there’s no room for free-loaders in this household.

Still, it looks as if we’re friends again now and she’s even brought me an Ikea mouse as a present.  It’s amazing what a packet of wet cat food can do to restore good relations.  So all is hunky dory for another few weeks.  Little does she know, it’s flea and worm treatment next month.  Like I said, there’s no room for free-loaders here…

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