- Dec 4, 2001
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Jesus, I am so grossed out. The cat was on my lap tonight while I watched a movie. Cat got up and left me a little going-away present: a still-wriggling tapeworm segment on my shirt. Aww, thanks, little buddy! I almost threw up in my mouth. Checked his butt and they were all over and another was breaking out of jail, so to speak.
First thing tomorrow morning, I'm going to the store and getting de-wormer for both the cat and the dog and those two flea-ingesting beasts are going to shit their brains out while I vacuum the carpet ten times in a row, wash all the bedding in the house for humans and animals, wash every piece of clothing in the house, and drown the cat-box in Lysol.
The worst part is this is the third time he has gotten them (though that's over eight years). I swear, you miss their monthly Advantage by a week or two, and look what happens. Animals.
Blech! :disgust:
First thing tomorrow morning, I'm going to the store and getting de-wormer for both the cat and the dog and those two flea-ingesting beasts are going to shit their brains out while I vacuum the carpet ten times in a row, wash all the bedding in the house for humans and animals, wash every piece of clothing in the house, and drown the cat-box in Lysol.
The worst part is this is the third time he has gotten them (though that's over eight years). I swear, you miss their monthly Advantage by a week or two, and look what happens. Animals.
Blech! :disgust: