I loathe dog hair.
I don't just hate it. I don't dislike it. I loathe it. I despise it.
Our dog is so stinkin' cute. People tell us all of the time what a good dog she is, how well behaved she is, how cute she is, how soft her fur it. I don't dispute these things. I will take a little credit for her behavior. I think I really missed my calling and probably should have been a dog trainer. I can't take any credit for her cuteness (God made her that way).
But that fur... it sheds like crazy and gets EV.ER.Y.WHERE!!
I vaccumed. It runs from the vaccum.
I used the swiffer. It works pretty well, but some of it gets pushed around.
I used the swiffer vac. Still some there.
Swiffer mop. Yup still there and now it is wet and sticks to the floor.
I try to wipe it up... I can't.
I have "joked" with Phil in the past that I am going to shave the dog. Maybe wax. After cleaning today, the idea doesn't sound so crazy. I know it is probably "cruel" and will freak the dog, blah blah blah.
I probably won't do it.
I can't even get her to stand still for a bath, how would I get her to stand still long enough to shave her.
Totally unrealistic.
I just found dog hair in the newly washed dishes straight from the dishwasher...
I'm going to lose it.
Thank goodness for Taylor we don't have any clippers.
Love, Mrs. Janney
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