Freaking Kaze. I blame her completely. We have fleas. Meowmy found one on Kaze and then looked at my belly where she found another one. She raced out to get flea bath and of course who do you think got to endure the torture first? ME. Of course me, because I'm the "easiest" to manage. I hated the experience, I let out a deep loud Siamese yowl that you could probably hear down the street. I find letting out one really out of charachter yowl is most effective.

Meowmy then went around vacuuming and doing laundry and all sorts of cleaning stuff. It sucked. Chase almost pissed himself about 10 times during the night. Lets see...everyone of Chase's worst fears was realized last night.
1. Thunder & Lightening (BIG storm)
2. The vacuum (this was on for 2 hours)
3. A bath (need I say more?)
4. That hair drying thingy (Chase litteraly climbed the wall to get away from it)

I do feel bad because Chase didn't even have any fleas on him. I only had 5 at the most (2 confirmed 3 in the tub) and Kaze had 4 confirmed and 2 in the tub.

I hear we're getting nasty meds for our necks now. Great........

After all of it I spent some quality time with Meowmy and I even purred for her and sat in her lap for 20 minutes. She thinks I'm sadistic, what does that mean?