Strange days at the clinic. Hours of quiet, then bursts of activity. During the down times, mother gets a little stir crazy. She's started experimenting with a new brand of animal. The animals came in a box and mother literally had to breath life in to them.
Mother says the whole point is to remind everyone what a large pain pests can be.
Now I've never had fleas myself, so I did not know what they tasted like. I can tell you that they taste pretty good.
Bea's had fleas before, lots of times. Her pack used to call her FleaBea. She says even though she used to have them all the time where she grew up, the fleas were too small and quick to ever get to taste one.
It wasn't long before mother had the flea trained. It sat right where she wanted it to.
Bea says that I could have been that fleas sister, it being brown and almost the same size as me. I said that I have no doubt that I'm much better looking. But since she was so sure that me and the flea were related, I bit her on the rump five times just to prove her point. That'll teach her to compare me to a flea!
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