My birthday isn’t until tomorrow, but I decided the other day what I was going to buy myself with my birthday money (Thanks, Dad!).
It’s going to take some work to make sure Isis isn’t completely traumatized by the thing, which we wouldn’t even need if she could keep her damn fur on her body, instead of storing it in fluffy balls in the corners and under furniture (and all over the inside of my new car, but I don’t think Roomba can help me there).
Isis barks at the regular vacuum. And at the Swiffer Wet Jet. Both of which are wonderful inventions, but don’t get used as often as is required to keep our floors dog hair free (approx. every five minutes). I don’t expect Roomba to be the perfect fix (yes I do), but the idea of having the thing pick up even a portion of her dog hair is completely thrilling to me.
Certainly we can’t have Roomba roaming around while Isis is loose, but we can program it to clean while we’re at work and she’s in her crate. First we have to introduce her to the thing carefully, because she’s pretty likely to bark her head off the whole time it’s operating.