Something that happens EVERY time we answer the call of the cat distribution network is we get fleas.
It's part of the deal of bringing a kitten in from the cold, cruel world.
The sucky part is waiting for the new kitten to finally get big enough to hit with the good stuff.
While the package says 1.9 lb., we've had to make too many trips to the vet with a sick kitten from the flea stuff. Waiting until 5 lb. seems to work best.
Mist made 5 lb.!
So they got dosed today.
Shadow sits at my elbow on the desk most of the time and they are making a ring around her as they jump off and die. It's nice to see such positive feedback to the treatment!
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