The Evil Vacuum Cleaner
About once a week, this evil thing comes out of a closet and chases me. Mama grabs onto it and tries to hold it back from me but it always wins this struggle. No matter where I hide, it seems to find me.
posted by Francois @ 1:46 PM
5 Comments:
You too!? The one that comes after me is yellow and you can see stuff spinning in its belly.
I guess we should both be happy we're not this guy:
http://www.ljcfyi.com/2005/04/for-small-dog-oscar-sheds-excessive.html
Looks like he's got his paws full...
- Brody
OMG!! I knew I wasn't being paranoid. Those monsters are taking over the world!!
Oh, by the way. My name is Scout.I'm a border collie. My Mommy bookmarked your blog.
You're very cute, Puggy. Do you like long walks in the park?
Scout
We must put a stop to the Great Satan that is vacuuming!
Your expressions are priceless! Great blog!
Ah! The chilling memories! Hi, I'm Tasha, the German Shepherd. Typing is tough, but I love spending this quality time with my Sis (she's a blogger, too! the human kind).
Anyway, in my maturity, I've finally overcome my fear of the vacuum! Isn't that a great accomplishment? Maybe I could have a cookie? Yeah, even the broom doesn't looks nearly as shady as when I was little. You can't fool me off the couch, anymore!
Well, I'm sleepy, time to nap. And scratch.
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