A Certain Kind Of Circus

A story of two cats.
Originally uploaded by Normalcy Overrated.

Hi, my name is Kristine, and I have fleas. Well, not me personally. The owners of said fleas would be the two cats in the picture to the right. Look at their faces, they are GUILTY.

A month ago, we gave them a flea bath, put flea treatment on them, and haphazardly sprayed the house with flea spray. We ignorantly thought that our flea problem could be so easily taken care of. We apparently are retards.

My cats are indoor-outdoor cats. They consistently go outdoors, then 10 minutes later, come back indoors. If fleas are illegal aliens, then the cats are smugglers, and I am the Border Patrol. Apparently I have FAILED at putting up a big enough barrier between the two and they are great smugglers. Look at their poker faces, they aren't talking.

This morning I saw a flea on my kitchen table. Its time for immigration reform, and unlike the need to be sensitive when it comes to humans, fleas will get no mercy this weekend.