Born Unfree

“Hi. My cat has fleas.”

“I see. I understand. It can happen to the best of us, no matter how careful we are.” The cat-show vet has slick bedside manners. There is a Phisohexed hand on my shoulder. “Our firm manufactures this marvelous flea collar, good for three months. And an excellent spray—you realize, of course, that you’ll have to deflea the house as well.”