Fleas!

July 11th, 2005

The night before last, I woke up at 4 a.m. FREAKED OUT that fleas were in our bed. Why? Because they were. Linus, who was sleeping with us and rocking the bed all night with scratchings, had brought them. (Yes, everyone, we use “the drops” on Linus. He is just too big for them to work for more than two weeks, and the directions are very specific about how often you can apply new drops.) I tried sleeping on the floor, but the fleas followed, so I moved to the living room couch, where Linus followed. Steve thought this was crazy on my part, but I took a bath in the morning, and a flea floated up in the water, and then, when I made our bed, I found three dead fleas in the sheets. Steve says I planted these, but he’s obviously in on the conspiracy and can’t be trusted. This flea-freakout happened once before to me, in Savannah. I woke up at 3 a.m. and immediately bathed Mia and laundered my sheets. Then I was able to sleep. I know no one likes fleas, but I just can’t handle them. They’re so jumpy and sneaky and miniscule, and you can’t squish them. You squish and squish, and then when you open your fingers, they hop right out and disappear. I bathe Linus and Mia every week, but it’s just impossible.

While I was asleep on the couch, I had a vivid dream that a dog attacked me and bit my hand and wouldn’t let go. So the rest of the dream was me walking around in agonizing pain with this dog’s teeth clamped onto my hand while I tried to find someone to help me.

In other news, I am sick. Some kind of sore throat/congestion thing. Boo.

One Response to “Fleas!”

  1. bridget Says:

    Oh NO! I feel your pain. You know I have had similar “instances” that did not involve fleas but some other unmentionable crawly thing. UGH! I’m getting creaped out just thinking about it! I had to sleep with the light on for months after it happened the first time. Anyhoo, I do NOT think you are crazy. I so sympathize, and I hope you find a swift and permanent solution.

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