People might say i freaked out & took too much drastic measures.. But let me share with you all a short story:
I was living with my EX of 4 yrs on & off, her Uncle was an old Italian migrant who spoke broken english. He owned a 2 story house, 3 bedroom apartments on each floor - Me, the Ex, her uncle lived upstairs, a few of her family lived downstairs. They had about 5 outdoor cats, the numbers always grew because they always got pregnant. The uncle & family never got the cats fixed or really looked after them (ways of the old country? idk). But the cats all got fleas & the WHOLE HOUSE was infested from the basement to the attic. They'd go away when it got cold, return when it got warm. Exterminators didn't help, bombing the place didn't help. I used to be covered in bites, they'd be on my clothes when i went out, you'd see them hopping out of the corner of your eyes, be eating & look down at ya bowl & see 1 or 2 that jumped into ya soup/cereal or cup of water you were drinking - point blank it was a LIVING NIGHTMARE.. So it's something deep in my pysche when i see lil creepy crawlies on things.
"The mind which understands itself is the mind of a free man"
Last edited by Smoke_A_Lot; 09-16-2018 at 09:28 PM..