Sorry Buddy!
You can bring them in and they can get on him. But it seems unlikely. My cats have always gone out a little.
It could be mosquito bites. For me, they never really appear as red, itchy bumps right away. It's usually either when I'm going to bed or the next morning that I realize I've been eaten alive.
Sorry about the bites, Jesse. Ryan is sporting a bite too; a spider bite, I think, because this is Australia.
Speaking of Ryan, yesterday I took him to Healesville Sanctuary (a zoo for Australian wildlife). We took along some maths homework. We got a seat in the cafe by the window and went over decimal multiplication while watching two echidnas trundle past on a regular circuit. Educational win! (Echidna Institute - for when you really need to get your point across.)
Jesse, we also have teeny tiny jillifonts that love to snack on me (and Alexandra, unfortunately). Big red bumps, but they're not in a line (which is the tipoff for bedbugs, I think).
If it looks like two little bites right next to each other, that's probably fleas.
If it looks like two little bites right next to each other, that's probably fleas
Or vampires. Could be tiny vampires.
So there were sideshows all over Oakland last night, including about two blocks from me. Which included bonus gunfire. As a result the beast felt the need to sleep on the bed with me, and I didn't have the energy to fight her off. At least when she's worried like that she doesn't get all worked up, she just wants to be on me.
So there were sideshows all over Oakland last night, including about two blocks from me.
And apparently the police impounded more than 100 cars.
Timelies all!
Woke up a couple of times last night because Gary's electric razor started randomly buzzing. Now it's raining.
Making chili with the spices we had on hand, which meant jerk chicken seasoning, some smoked paprika, and red pepper.
Sounds like aliens.
Went up to Folsom for the Ren Faire yesterday. Good times, especially the falconry demonstration. Discovered while looking for parking that there is a Johnny Cash Trail through Folsom, which pleases me.
Today is dance practice and a scorpion hike.
I have fleas. My cats don't go outside anymore, but the fleas got their civilization into the carpets and whatnot back when they did, I guess. Now the cats are dosed with Advantage so the fleas bite me instead. I think I'm actually going to use a fogger.