So far today, twenty-five cats have been dosed with Advantage. There are ten to go. I’ll be lucky if I get more than three of those. Near impossible to dose will be Lonee, Pete, Autumn, Joey, Red and Jackson. I can’t even get near Little Bit. That leaves Phoebe, Gracie, and Angel, who I’ll be able to get at dinnertime.
I hope that fleas like different restaurants. With any luck, they’ll hop onto cats that have been dosed and die miserable nasty deaths.
I don’t like fleas.