Fleas are the worst thing God ever created

 There is no POSSIBLE way that my cat still has fleas after months and months of bathing him with flea shampoo, cleaning every surface area, spreading flea powder on the carpets, washing my sheets, flea spotting, and shaving him down. 

No way. 

They taunt me… THEYRE IN THE WALLS. Mocking me. Laughing at every attempt I make. Hehehe. I hear them… scattering around in my room. Laughing… they’re laughing at me I know it. 

They’re content on eating his flesh, sucking his blood. My poor baby scratches day and night. Night and day. 

They won’t go away… hahahah they. Won’t. Leave. 

We’ve gone through 3 different pest exterminators. You understand??? They won’t. Leave.

I feel them crawling on me at night. I scratch. They’re coming for me next. I’m prepared. Don’t think I’m not. I’ll never give in. Never… 

Flea pills are next on the list. More spotting. MORE. MORE. GET OUT OF MY LIFE!!! I HATE YOU!!! 

I can’t wait to murder you one by one. Watching as each of your family members die. I’ll crush your eggs. I’ll take pleasure in watching you all die.. heh.. heheheh….. crazy?? YOU THINK IM CRAZY?!?! I’ll show you crazy. You don’t know how crazy I can be. HehehehhHAHAHAHAH 

On a better note, here is my baby in all his glory