So last night was flea spot on time.
My goodness what a fuss!
If anyone heard the growls squeaks and hisses they would have thought I was throttling them.
Boy kitten: did him first as he was the most naive and approached the treat. Dh held him and he was fine until he felt the stuff hit his skin. Cue extreme wriggling.
Eldest cat: trapped her with my legs gently but firmly. Growling to high heaven and then she bolted under the table.
Middle cat: she did the whole starfish with claws out impersonation. Refused to be held, flailed her legs wildly with claws fully out. Like a wild animal. Several puncture wounds to my leg.
The minute the 'assault' was over they all acted as if nothing had happened and demanded more treats.