Reluctant Cats

He and She have had enough of this itching and peculiar behavior. Oh, they still love us, but it bothers them that we won't get on the floor. They don't realize that there are fleas down there. Oh, sure, She said She put flea-killing stuff on it, but why are we still itchy? They put flea killing stuff on us, too, but He and She tell us that we have to go to the vet. That is an animal doc, and we are reluctant to go there. Vets have a way of fixing you, so you won't have kittens. Plus, they poke you with needles and look in your mouth. I don't like any of those things. The worst is when They leave you there all night, and you are all afraid that They will forget you and not come back. She says the vet told Her there is a pill that will kill the fleas in one day, but I ask myself, is it worth it to be so scared and nervous? Sometimes I look out the window and think I might like to go outside for a little while, but then I think of the fleas and I'm glad to stay inside. She has itchy ankles as well, but Hana'sGran gave her something that stops the itching, and She has started smiling again. If anyone solves the mystery of how those little rascal fleas got in here, I would like to know, so it doesn't happen again. She went outside and said if She were a flea, She would come inside, too. It is extremely hot here. Even hotter than usual. She says She can't believe She is wishing for temps in the mid-nineties. We are all staying in the air conditioning until it gets better. Even in the A/C, She thinks They will have salad for their dinner. I am not too thrilled. The chicken They fixed last night was wonderful. I would like some more of that. Sy-o-nara.