Pray for me

I recently noted that I'd begun setting aside Saturday mornings for domestic work (I am seriously domestic-challenged), after a lengthy [20+ years] hiatus.

Now comes news that shakes me to my core.

I knew those devices were dangerous.

But with enough of Sienna's cast-off fur lying around to spin into wool parkas for an Arctic expedition team, I had to bite the bullet and fire up the Hoover.



I just hope I don't incur $400M in damages - my MasterCard doesn't go that high.

Wonder if they make Nair for dogs?

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