Yes…yes, the fleas are gone! I am victorious!!! Ok, God and the Dodson Brothers are victorious…but I did my part in the wranglin’! I went back to the farm Sunday night. I went to the bathroom and found a flea on my ankle. I called the exterminator first thing yesterday morning and said, “I still have fleas!”

“Really?” Mr. Exterminator Dude said.

“Well…there was a flea on my ankle last night!” I said, rather indignantly.

“Hmmmm…one flea? Could it have been a hitch hiker?” he asked.

I realized I was going to have to actually put the phone down and venture down to the basement to check. That place has given me the creepy crawlies ever since the Great Flea Swarm of ’16!

“Ok…hang on, let me go check.”

I skipped down the steps hoping my feet wouldn’t actually have to touch the floor when I got down there but levitation has never been my strong suit. I tiptoed as fast as I could to the most offending area and stood stock still, willing myself to not break and run back before any hungry critters could detect my body temperature and come hopping over for a snack.

“Count to ten, Ginny. For crying out loud…you’re a grown woman!”

…2….3……4…….5! Enough already! I glanced down at my feet. Nothing! Really??? I sat on the steps and pulled my feet closer, you know, just to make sure.

Nothing!!! I’m a Flea Conqueror!!!

I flew back up the steps and grabbed the phone.

“They’re gone! They’re gone!!! OMGosh! I could kiss you!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!!” I was absolutely giddy with excitement. Weren’t fleas one of the ten plagues in the Bible?

“You’re welcome, ma’am.” he chuckled. “You check again next week and if they come back you just call me, ok?” Mr. Exterminator Dude sounded somewhat amused. I don’t know why. Doesn’t everyone want to kiss their exterminator? Thank you, Lord for banishing these evil little monsters from my beloved farmhouse!!!

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“If you refuse to let them go, I will bring locusts into your country tomorrow. They will cover the face of the ground so that it cannot be seen. They will devour what little you have left after the hail, including every tree that is growing in your fields. They will fill your houses and those of all your officials and all the Egyptians—something neither your parents nor your ancestors have ever seen from the day they settled in this land till now.’ ” Then Moses turned and left Pharaoh.”

Exodus 10:4-6 NIV

Ok…not fleas. But close!