We HAD to flea bomb our house today. We have been bitten long enough. Our poor animals need to rest from biting and scratching themselves. As Steve was pushing me out the door, I managed to snap this picture of the can in the back room. We set off 3 total and just hope and pray that all the fleas die.
We can’t come in for at least 2 hours. What to do? Well, we left the keys to the vehicles in the house. Can’t leave. Why not wash them? Geesh. I’m so lucky.