Why is it, however, when you’re all proud of yourself and really ahead of the game and you’ve packed up almost the entire house more than a week before your movers arrive, you realize there is something you shouldn’t have packed up so early … in my case today, flea medication.
And even though you’ve been really careful about writing what’s inside each box, for some reason you forgot to include “cat stuff.”
And it is the VERY LAST box that you open, and located at the VERY BOTTOM of that box.
Anyway, the flea medication has been applied and Patrick’s mood immediately lifted. I found a flea on him this morning, and I think he was associating them with going outside, because I haven’t seen him since the Advantage took hold. Weird, though — he wasn’t excessively scratching.