Being Kind

I do not like this flea comb. It has attacked me one time too many this week and I am grumpy with my mum for picking over my furs. She also sneaked some flea poison onto me - yuck!! Mum says it is a sign that spring is on its way back to us.

We are taking it easy here. Mum is pretending to study (really I think she is reading her library books more than real study!), we have lit our candles so the house smells nice and she has bought some flowers. She said it is called being kind to yourself.

Poppy fleas no more Q