Went to my boyfriend's father's house for the weekend for their family Christmas party. Crappy weekend all around really, the highlight being that Chris was almost arrested driving home as he was stopped for speeding (50km/hr over)and his license is under suspension, which I just found out, otherwise I'd have been driving in the first place. The worst part is that it's still plaguing me. Skipper, Chris' dad's dog, absolutely adores me and was stuck to me like glue the entire weekend, including sleeping in bed with me (actually on me, and at 150 pounds, he's not your average little dog), on Saturday night. Well Skipper has fleas. I'm literally covered in flea bites and they're still itchy. I've not slept properly in 3 nights now because of it.
I just hope they didn't hitch a ride home in clothing or something because I'll freak if the cats get fleas.