Happy Monster Day! Today’s the day Mom gets the vacuum cleaner out of its’ safe enclosure and turns it loose on the house. I think of it kinda like some of you humans might remember the “monster that lives under your bed” thing when you were little kids!
Well, for me, that’s kinda what it’s like on cleaning day. Sad isn’t it? I’m almost sixteen years old and I’m STILL hating that vacuum cleaner. Mom says maybe I need some therapy – purrrrhaps the animal psychiatrist could help with that. There’s a Doctor Pugster in town – I may go see him.
On the other hand, maybe I should just MAN-UP and put my big boy panties on and let it roll…………after all, I’ve never been attacked by the thing, never had my tail sucked up accidentally……and I definitely have big boy panties I could wear (hahahahaha).
I’m going for it today…………………I’m gonna stand right there while the machine is in the SAME room with me………I’m gonna STARE it down………..it’s either HIM/HER/IT or me and it isn’t gonna be me! I’ll report on what happened as soon as I come out of the coma induced by my uncontrollable fear of the danged thing.
Sam the SCAREDY CAT