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Ben is in a cone, and grumpy. We had a flea problem for awhile--it's been a horrible year for fleas here in North Carolina, the vets are grumbling about it every time I go in--and while it's mostly under control, thanks to the miracle of modern medicine, Ben tends to yank his hair out when he's under stress, and denuded a patch of his back as a response to the flea dermatitis thing. Since he's been losing weight--combination of more exercise, not being constantly overfed, and the kitty herpes flare-up*--he can actually REACH the patch on his back with his tongue now, and managed to lick it raw.

Hence, the cone.

He is not pleased. 

He is deeply not pleased. It constricts his whiskers, and the beagle is totally laughing at him. He will allow some petting, but as soon as he feels you're patronizing him, he will growl at you. Ben, much as I love him, is a bully by nature, and being unable to bully the other members of the household has him completely off kilter.**

Meanwhile, Thanksgiving prep proceeds apace. Library is finally done--just needs another chair in it.

And I woke up this morning to Kevin saying "Oh lord. You're in the Devil's Panties." Heh heh heh...

In other news, Kevin and I frequently joke about the Stages of Intimacy--y'know, when you're comfortable farting in front of the other person, when you're willing to break into the bathroom while they're using it, at what point you let them drive your car, that horrific moment when you get a zit in a place you cannot reach.... He's written an amusing column on some of those stages.

And I should probably get some Real Work done, and write a little Dragonbreath this morning...



*Kevin, in a further sign of awesomeness, took to hand-feeding him, since Ben's not at all food-aggressive and wouldn't push past the other cats. Greater love hath no man than will kneel patiently on the floor while an enormous tabby snarfs and drools over his hand.

**He cannot bully the border collie, who is simply too large and too patient, or Kevin, who has too much experience with irritable cats. This puzzles Ben greatly.



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Aw. Poor Ben. Humiliation is difficult to bear.
I assume you're using a good flea control? For kitties I rather like Revolution, which also gets rid of earmites, and seems to be less allergenic than frontline or advantage, at least on my sensitive-skin kitty.

Revolution worked about as well on these fleas as spritzing them with water and saying "shoo." I think they must have been sneaking doses of revolution, frontline, and the other stuff to build up an immunity.

Now we've got a two week cycle for the dogs - week one, frontline, week two, the magic pill that kills fleas dead. Seems to be doing the trick, and then with the cold snap, they aren't bringing them in anymore.

Wow. our fleas aren't nearly so tough. Capstar is good stuf (well, uness you're a flea); we used it on the rescue dogs and cats in our spay/neuter labs in school, who were often flea ridden. It's *quick*, which is nice when you really don't want fleas crawling across a surgery field. Has pretty much no residual effect, though, so combining it with frontline (assuming your fleas don't just drink the stuff and ask for more) is a good idea.

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