Jul 03, 2006 13:14
Fawn seemed better by the end of the day (whatever day that was I posted about it... Thursday?), and her fleas seem to be rather small in number. She hates it when I comb her with the flea comb (and when I brush her), but I took about half a dozen fleas off her this morning. After that ordeal, full of Fawn's whining and growling and running away once or twice, I gave her a little hunk of butter, since she likes to eat that. She didn't recognise the butter dish, but I took out the last quarter of butter and held that up, and she got all excited. There'll be yogurt for her after her evening brushing. The plus side to brushing her (aside from finding and mercilessly murdering fleas) is that her fur is So Soft afterwards. Of course she still hates it when I pet/hug/touch her most times, especially since I've started combing her.
I've decided that Mondays should be my 'day off', since I work Sat and Sun. But Mondays are usually full of errands, like cashing my paycheck (yay!) and stuff like that. I guess my "weekend" can have errands in it, since I get to sleep in and muck around the rest of the day. I wonder what movies are playing today.
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