I couldn't talk the Hubs into putting flea drops on Cat by himself, but I did get him to help me do the dirty deed. He wrangled the hairy beastie while I put on the drops. Cat is now pouting. He wouldn't even "talk" to me this morning. I offered food. The stinky kind that Cat loves. Nada. He just turned away and started licking his butt. Sweetums had to feed him. Outside. Cat hates me.