My Dad didn’t do much vacuuming this past winter – always too cold…to put me in the car. That all changed today. Sunny, with the temperatures steadily moving UP….maybe 60 F today. My Dad picked up the car keys and I was right behind him. When I get to the xB, My Dad always says, “Piggies Up!” I struggle a bit, but I can still get my two front paws up into the car. My Dad then (gently) places his right forearm under my tummy and lifts me up. I like sitting in the car, it’s comfy, very COMFY. My Dad then returned to the apartment and vacuumed in peace…if I was inside while My Dad was vacuuming, vacuuming would take D-A-Y-S. Hah! Don’t look so surprised. Most people know that Border collies usually go WACKO with weird noises, and I am no different. Electric drills, hair dryers, coffee grinders, did I say vacuums(?), electric saws. I will attack the vacuum, I will try to grab the drill right from My Dad’s hand – REALLY! I think My Dad is a bit of an air-head, does he really understand the dangers in operating electric appliances that make irritating, high-pitched noises?
After vacuuming and cleaning the bath and kitchen, My Dad came back to the xB and we drove to Target. Windows open, unlimited barking allowed (with ear-plugs IN). My Dad was in a very good mood. Most people who see my speckled split-face sticking out the left rear window will laugh, point, smile, My Dad enjoys people smiling when they see me.
In the xB with my main squeeze Bailey.