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This morning I was on a roll. I was out of the house early (early enough to stop at Tim Hortons in fact) and was ready to tackle the day.
Sadly, my Trailblazer was not. Luckily, my long suppressed mechanical inclination kicked in and I checked my idiot lights. Ah, the battery light.
Confused about why my battery would be weak (as my truck is like, 6 months old) I placed a call to Steve. “Um, yeah, so do you know where the charger is and how do I use it because my battery is dead.” Stupid voicemail.
I find the charger (having wedged myself in between the truck and the storage credenza), read the directions and start charging the battery.
Meanwhile, I enjoy a breakfast of Healthy Heart Smart Start and get a load of laundry in. Making the best of a bad situation I guess…
Battery charged, I make it into work without incident. I email Steve to let him know to ignore my message, crisis averted.
He calls. “So, what happened? I didn’t get your message?”
“(rehashing of events). I knew what to check, what to do AND I didn’t cry!”
“I’m so proud of you!”
“Wait. So you’re more proud of me knowing how to jump a vehicle then you are of my donating blood?”
Matter-of-factly “Well, yeah!”
“You make no sense to me.”
Oh, Furminator, how do I love thee?
Ends up that the hairball with legs that made random appearances is actually Buffy. I swear that I am not kidding when I say that she looks five pounds lighter. And totally less like a stray cat who found her way into my living room. And she almost looks happy. Keyword being almost.
How much fur did I get off her initially? Okay, cup your hands together like you were holding a grapefruit. Now instead of a grapefruit, imagine compressed fur.
Ew, right?
Yesterday while I was looking for shower curtains, Buffy came upstairs and I got another couple good handfuls of fur off her rump.
And here we were blaming Bailey for the fur problems…
As for Bailey, we gave her a brushing and without a lot of time/effort, we had two dustpans full of fur BEFORE sweeping (yield: 2 more pans).
Supposedly, this is product reduces shedding by 90%. Granted, it was $35 (and came with free water-free shampoo. Buffy now smells like an air freshener.) but I figure to keep the fur-dust-bunnies out of the hallway, it’s a small price to pay…
I heart The Furminator.
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