I am so ready to be done with them. They are irritating and persistent in attempting to make my life miserable. Well, after a couple of weeks, they've succeeded. I'm tired of breathing the diatomaceous earth that's scattered all over my floor, and for some reason isn't working this time. I'm tired of rubbing it all over my goat. And my neighbors' goat. I'm tired of flea bites and I'm tired of goat lice.
I think I mentioned in my last post that my neighbor bought some hay from a feed store that has goats in the back and some lice came home with the bale. Since our goats go out together, Eponine now has lice as well, and we are trying to get rid of them sooner than later as she is due in just over a month. Needless to say, our neighbor got rid of all that hay, so now we are just trying to get the lice off of the goats. Blah. Not fun.
Even worse, though, are the fleas. Our cats got fleas somehow, and they have taken up residence in my bedroom. I guess I'm tasty, because my legs are COVERED in bites. I've been wearing my boots even more than usual because my legs are just so ugly right now - and may be forever after this. My cat has flea treatment on and I've been locking her in my room (so the fleas will hopefully jump on her and die), but I don't know how well it's working. I'm pretty sure most of the fleas are in my carpet, not on my bed where she like to sleep. There are certain spots where if I sit down on the floor, fleas will jump right on to me. I've caught a bunch that way, by picking them up and squishing them, but I don't have long fingernails so a lot of the time they get away when I try to kill them. Blah.
I am done with these insects, or I wish I was. I'm actually not; they're still all over. I'm just sick of the small biting bugs and wish they would leave.