Our new apartment was mostly clean when we first came here, but I promise we have not kept it that way. We did not, however, bring the fleas or the silverfish with us. Before we signed a lease, the realtor assured me that the previous tenants did not have pets, and I believed her. What I didn't realize was that the rest of the building does have pets. (With great sarcasm)Yippee.
So we track the fleas in from outside and I slowly work on killing them. My only successful method of flea killing involves drowning. Those buggers are tough but they can't swim, and they can't breathe underwater.
One day as I was busy drowning a flea and gloating as he died, Zeke was watching. He was very interested in what I was doing, but was too short to see. He ran and miraculously found one of his shoes and came back quickly showing me that he was ready to kill fleas too. I turned him loose on a silverfish that was stuck in the shower. It was fantastic.