November 3rd 2013 10:29 pm
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Josie and I hate the hoover but once a week mum releases it from its cupboard and struggles to control it as it greedily gobbles up everything in its path - all the dust or crumbs and kitty hair but also any ball or overlooked kitty treat vanishes down its long neck. And once a month mum takes its head off and allows it it poke its neck behind and under and around things. That's really scary as sometimes it pokes where we're hiding. And it growls horribly all the time.
Mum did this on Saturday and by the end the growl had become a hideous wailing.
"That's not right," said my mum. She pulled the head off and started taking it to bits. Then... "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Fur!" She skipped about squealing for a bit. "I may have found the other half of the mouse."
Then she calmed down a bit and talked to herself as she is wont to do on such occasions. "Come on Harriet - you have to deal with it."
She got a pokey thing and poked at where the fur was blocking and out fell - a small toy mouse. Told you it eats our toys.
My mum threw it away on account of it all being dusty and she couldn't face ever having that happen again.
Hopefully she has learnt never to let the hoover out again.
It is our fireworks time over here in the UK and we don't like tham so we were already having a bad weekend. The bangs are one thing but we really hate the ones that hiss like a massive and very angry invisible cat. I am quite brave but Josie's been hiding a lot.
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My mom once tried to suck my fur up with the growly monster - directly off my body. She was not successful.
That sounds scary. I don't think my mum could get close enough to us to try that!! Purrs Toby