The dog hair situation in our house seemed so out of control during prime shedding season this year. When Woot had a Neato Robotics vacuum on sale, I bought it on impulse (so out of character for me) and I’m not sorry I did.
I still need to get the big beast of a vacuum out every week or so to get the really hard to reach spots and our sisal rug, but running the robot vacuum (which has been named Robot House, of course) every day means I no longer live with pet hair dust bunnies.
I did worry how the dogs would react. Stella’s not necessarily scared of it, but she’s not a fan. Argo, however, seems to think he has a new friend. The most important thing to do when you encounter something you’ve never seen before is see if it will play frisbee with you. Of course.
*Totally self conscious about the bottled water on the shelf – we had a water main emergency that day and bought water out of necessity. Otherwise, we’re all about the tap water.
I had to hide the ball in my purse when I brought it into the house so Argo wouldn’t see it.
Someone told me the glue they use to put fuzz on tennis balls is bad for doggie teeth, so Argo has fuzz-free rubber balls instead. I hung my purse on the back of a chair in the kitchen, and a few minutes later noticed him sniffing it with interest. Even though he hasn’t played with a tennis ball in years, he still remembers the smell.
So now my tennis ball is hidden on a top shelf in the closet. I work on the knot in my shoulder behind closed doors. When I’m done with my exercises and go out to face Argo again, I try to keep my expression neutral while he searches my face for clues with his big brown eyes.
I hope he can’t smell tennis ball on my shirt. I hope he doesn’t know I’m hiding this from him.
I feel so guilty.
But my shoulder is getting better.