Monday, February 09, 2015
Big Scary Monster
To you and me, this is a household appliance, a benign machine most of us drag out every blue moon to suck up the dog hair and other detritus accumulated on the floor since the last blue moon.
To my dog, however, it’s huge and vile and scary … evil incarnate. The very sight of it, the instant I pull it out of the closet, sends her into a panic and she runs for the hills. Or, more accurately, her bed and its pile of baby blankets.
When I turn it on, all hell breaks loose. She goes absolutely berserk, alternately running around in circles and charging at it, barking the whole time. It’s kind of hard to vacuum with this tiny warrior princess trying to kill it and me about to wet my pants laughing. This is why I vacuum only every blue moon.