hopefully, the bat conservation trust in the UK will email me back with a bit of information I need.
My plan is that Sam will be injured while hunting with Jilli in the rose gardens at buckingham palace, and he'll be rescued by a gardener who sends him to be fixed up.
I want my Sam to learn that not all humans are jerks.
My plan is that Sam will be injured while hunting with Jilli
SQUEEEEEEEE!
in the rose gardens at buckingham palace, and he'll be rescued by a gardener who sends him to be fixed up.
I want my Sam to learn that not all humans are jerks.
Awww. That's a good scene, and a very good lesson for Sam.
tiggy posted this elsewhere, and it's creeping me out: Kitty Plays Red Light Green Light (or, if you're a Doctor Who fan..."Don't blink! Don't even blink!").
Adorable and utterly terrifying all at once.
Yay! That sounds awesome.
[link] Seriously. How did he wind up hot? I mean, seriously.
(or, if you're a Doctor Who fan..."Don't blink! Don't even blink!")
That's adorable. And scary. Now I don't trust my cats.
That's adorable. And scary. Now I don't trust my cats.
Seriously. I'm a little bit afraid to go to sleep tonight.
I want Sam to like SOME of us. Those of us who cosset bats.
OK, in addition to a flea bath, what do I have to do to eradicate them? Frontline all the others? Bomb the house? It's been introduced with the kitten. The vet didn't see any combing him, but I saw a fucking flea, post-dosing, I swear. Chased it and tried to crush it and failed. DO NOT WANT FLEAS. Fuck. Never had to do this with my own pets before.
Must to bed, options welcome.
MMMM, BAG. I should look go look for pictures of him too.
Frontline or Advantage the critters. If you need to treat the house, I've had the best results with 20 Mule Team Borax sprinkled around.
I am HUGELY allergic to flea bites and seem to be tasty like crack to them too. It's the *only* thing that really cleared up infestations for me.
20 Mule Team is a desiccant and fails to be toxic to either the cats or you.
I guess you gotta do some stuff to extend the conceit past a season or two.
Housemate and I decided tonight that our handwave is that they are now trying to break out of their individual metaphorical prisons.