Things that go jump in the night.

Sooo, we have ourselves a situation. The house is, according to what came out during the house meeting, infested with fleas. Bummer. Several people, including me, haven't noticed anything, thankfully, despite hanging out with the cat a lot, so what is becoming increasingly likely is that the fleas came in from elsewhere. We DO have a family of raccoons living under our balcony, and we do have a lot of squirrels that are so bold that we had to chase one out of the kitchen last week, so there are some possible infection vectors other than the poor cat.

There is, thankfully, consensus that we do not want to get rid of the cat. BUT if we report to Coop that there are fleas in the house, and that we would only do if the situation got so bad that we would need to fumigate, they would likely argue that the cat has to go regardless. That would cause some bad blood for sure.

As it stands, we got some flea spray and hosed down all the furniture in the common areas, closed those off for now and took everything we could outside before spraying it, and the cat got two flea-baths already and is wearing a collar. The only step we could still take would be to put collars on ourselves...hm...no. Nono, bad idea.

In any case, I hope that this works, otherwise we are looking at Operation: Overkill as the final scenario, which would mean flea bombs. Which would mean clearing all foodstuff out of the house, opening all doors, applying the bombs and then leaving the house for at least 48 hours. For half the house population that would mean moving to hotels for the time, because we're not exactly in a position to go to our parent's places.

Excitement and adventure in the not-so-high north. Oh, also, everybody is really paranoid all of a sudden. Like, staring at people when they scratch themselves paranoid. This does open up an all-out riot as a possible final scenario, which I shall now name as Operation: Lord of the Fleas, and thankfully that is about as likely as Operation: Flea King Takeover, but still, everyone is a little on edge right now.

Oh well, keep calm and carry on. I have an itch. Oh my god.