After what feels like the thousandth day of the flea siege, I am happy to report the deaths of my nemeses, those tiny jumping bugs. The dogs are out and about like the real people I know they are inside, while the poor cat remains in exile for another day or so. Poor thing. She's jealous when she hears the dogs sniffing under her door, one of their favorite games if they can't actually riffle through the cat litter. Pets are so gross.
With the success of my anti-flea campaign, I am starting to feel like a real person who can freely roam in her own house. For my reward, I finally purchased the Wham! song that's been sitting shamefully in my iTunes shopping cart for oh so long: Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go. I could listen to that song all day. It's playing right now, and naturally I am typing to the beat while I chairdance. Such a catchy song.