Looking around the house today I realize that I have been a little complacent in my cleaning duties lately. Of course with all the members of the gang shedding what seems a full furkid on a daily basis, my house is never really fur free. When I get a room clean I can look around with a sense of pride over my accomplishment which sinks within 15 minutes because the Hair Is Back!

I think pet hair is a live and thinking being. When it sees the vacuum come out, it runs and hides in some hidden crack. Or maybe it climbs up the wall, onto the ceiling, spreading itself out so it is unseen. (People really rarely look up.) When the unsuspecting vacuumer leaves the room, they slowly sneak back, strand by strand, knowing that they are once again safe until the dreaded, evil Dyson monster once again comes on the scene. In celebration, the individual hair come together to have a "Hair Ball", dancing and rolling around the once clean floor. The hairs that congregate into corners, well they are the wall flowers (hair flowers?) that stand back and watch all the fun. Though some may be the sentries that sound the warning alarm in the event the death monster unexpectantly comes back. I really can think of no other explanation for this hair phenonemon.

You know if they can invent air exchange systems that change the air every 15 minutes then why doesn't someone invent a hair exhange system? The hair goes away and in exchange you have a hairless home. With the pet industry being a multi billion dollar industry you would think that someone would have done this by now. So what's the hold up...someone get busy and make this. I would be the first in line for this product. Who cares how much it costs! My sanity is at stake here.

Oh well its time to put on my armor and gather my weapons. The battle with the hair commenses!

Droolz........