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lblanchard ([personal profile] lblanchard) wrote2009-04-08 07:40 am
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Life after Ferko

The first order of business after having Ferko put to sleep was cleaning my office. I was a little afraid that she might have harbored some fleas, although I saw no signs on the occasions I was able to groom her, and although I had used Frontline on her last fall and last month.

As some of you know, my office is jammed with stuff, and cleaning it is a bit like working one of those toys that has fifteen numbered tiles on slots and sixteen spaces. So it has taken two days to move a bit of furniture, vacuum thoroughly, lay down a dose of pyrethins/methoprene on the carpet, and wipe down various surfaces.

As I was working on this, I came to realize the extent to which my life had become circumscribed by the need to accommodate my feline room-mates over the course of a decade. The remains of Fort Kitty have been removed; the pathways to allow Ferko to come and go no longer need to be kept clear; other horizontal surfaces that were subject to Ferko shedding and/or pushing things overboard are once again available for my professional use.

We have a Purple Dyson Animal vacuum cleaner, arguably the strongest, most pet-hair-competent suck-em-up made. My office, which is about 11' x 11', yielded two full canisters of Ferko hair. There's still some hair embedded in the carpet and some residual hair on surfaces, but I literally can breathe easier now.

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