Sunday 30 January 2011: A Sucky Kinda Love
I have two vacuums. India is in love with the Hoover. She sleeps next to it. She sleeps with her head resting on it. The Dyson? No interest at all - it has to be the Hoover. If one dares to put it away or leave it down the hall then a price will be paid. India will wail and wooo wooo sounds of despair until the Hoover is returned to her.
Now if she would only learn how to USE it!
edit: India loves when it is on. She thinks vacuuming is an Olympic sport and races around and paws at the moving Hoover. She thinks the whole thing is hilarious.
Sorry I have been remiss in comments. Have my hands full with Sidney, work and an unexpected project of clearing out the closet that Sidney decorated so that the handyman can install new doors that cannot be opened by cats or dogs.