Phoebe, my cat around nine years old, started acting funny a few days ago – scratching herself constantly, not hopping onto furniture, staying to herself, not eating well and not seeming very happy. While not really a friendly cat, she is usually to me and my adult son – maybe because we’re the guys who feed her.
On Friday morning, my son figured out what was wrong. By examining her skin and seeing “something” on her, he discovered that our indoor cat who never goes outside had fleas.
In researching the problem on line, my son decided that the only quick solution was to give Phoebe a bath with stuff that would get rid of the fleas. Now cats don’t like baths and you have to understand that Phoebe doesn’t do well when it comes to changes, going to the vet, moving and especially being given a bath. I simply told my son “find another solution. You will be bitten all to hell if you try to give her a bath.”
I had some errands to run. When I returned, I found a pissed off, all wet Phoebe in the hallway licking herself.
To my surprise, my son said the actual bath wasn’t that horrible.
“She cried a lot,” he said, “but after a while she just sort of went along with it. Of course, she hates me now.”
My son changed our bedsheets, washed all the rugs and Phoebe seems to be back to her normal self. I’m glad he took charge of this.
My question: how in the world can an indoor cat get fleas? I have never heard of such a thing.