If We Only Had Little Harps

Our cats shed a great deal during the summer. It is hard to conceive of how much they shed unless you stop by our house. If we don’t vacuum once every few days there are these big puffy balls of excess cat hair all over the place on the floor.

In the past we’d refer to them as tumbleweeds, since they blow by like props in some Sergio Leone spaghetti western film. These days I’m more inclined to say our house looks like the set for a new remake of Heaven Can Wait. The one consolation is it is really, really fun to vacuum up a bunch of little clouds. Try it some time, you’ll see.

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