A sticky situation.

I’m not afraid of many things.  I’ve even gotten over my “mistrust” of baby gates in the past two weeks.  I don’t mind vacuum cleaners, or blow dryers.  But there are two things that I fear.  And just the sight of them make me run.  The squirt gun.  And the lint roller.  Yes.  The lint roller.

I think it’s pretty obvious why I don’t like the squirt gun.  My human had the bright idea to get one this summer – when she thought that our crack-of-dawn barking might be a nuisance to the neighbors.  Well not OUR barking.  Frodo’s barking.  And it also serves the purpose of stopping riotous behavior when we are running wildly around the yard when she gets home from work.  Sort of.  Anyway – all she needs to do it squirt us in the butt, and we are much more attentive and less crazy.   For a few seconds.

As for the lint roller…  Well that is actually pretty funny. At least our human thinks it’s funny.   One day, on her way out the door to work, she was using one of the many lint rollers located throughout every room the house.  Well, that’s a BIT of an exaggeration – we don’t EXACTLY have one in EVERY room.  Almost every room. Anyway, she was rolling away – and Pax went to see what she was doing.  She held it out and let him sniff it.  And he put his nose on it.  And he didn’t like the sticky feeling – so he JUMPED back.  And we saw him. So of course we had to see too.  And our human held it out – and just like Pax – we touched it and jumped back.  So now when our human brings one out – all she has to do is simply hold it up – and we leap backward like we have been hit by an electrical current.  Frodo doesn’t really do the “leap” – he just turns and walks away.  But Pax and I – it’s definitely a leap.

So in our house – to command attention – all you need is a squirt gun – or something more powerful yet – a lint roller.   Actually, I’m not all that fond of scotch tape either…

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