Yeah, there is something wrong about never owning pets and getting fleas twice. I'm hoping it was minor and that this is the end of it.
On the upside, my apartment is super clean now. Luckily, my couch is entirely washable since it is actually slip covers and not upholstered.
Did you find flea eggs too (looks like black dirt)?
I thought the eggs looked white?
ETA: But that's what I'm worried about since I don't have a vaccum. I've done the best I could. The landlord set off the bomb, but exterminators or the like were supposed to get in touch with me and they haven't yet. I know there's nothing there now since I have no new bites, whether that will hold is the question.
You're right. The black "dirt" like stuff is the dried blood left behind from a flea's feeding on the host.
ETA: Some flea bombs will also kill eggs and larvae; those are the only bombs worth using.
Simmering away on the stove in the Le Crueset: lamb, onions, celery, carrot, garlic, thyme, cumin and red wine. Low and slow, baby. I'm flirting with the idea of making beer bread to go with.
Don't flirt! Unleash the boobs of war and go for the kill!!! Beer bread!
My kids are playing Olympics. Normal, right? Only my kids are pretending to be injured athletes.
That's hilarious, Burrell.
Instead of putting bread on my grocery list, I just started a loaf of no-knead bread.
Only my kids are pretending to be injured athletes.
It makes sense, considering that it seems that the back story of most of the top competitors begins "After X broke every bone in her body...."
Burrell, that's hilarious! Kat, I hope your family is ok and didn't sustain too much damage or loss.