Far Side went on a vacuuming binge. She vacuumed the window ledges and the screens, she tore all the furniture apart and vacuumed under the cushions. How does my hair get way under those cushions anyway..I will never know. She vacuumed her car, Far Guy helped..I sat in the front seat directing..until she finally said “OUT.” What no ride? Bummer.
Then yesterday morning I was minding my own business and she said “Far Guy..vacuum that hairball before I shave him.”
Far Guy was busy all last week, doing “guy” stuff so he got a little behind on brushing me. Way behind according to Far Side.
So he sucked all the loose hair off me..and we are all caught up again. Far Side was happy, and when she is happy we are all happy..:)