I heard a LOUD racket upstairs a few minutes ago. Apparently, Pumpkin followed me into my bedroom when I went up to turn on the electric blanket. I didn't know he was in there, and closed the door.
When we heard all the crashing about, I went up to investigate. There was Pumpkin. He had wet paws--apparently he had been in the shower. AND he was sitting on top of the armoire--which probably hasn't been dusted for EVER. (I'm only 5 feet tall--if I can't see it, it doesn't exist).
The combination of wet paws on years of dust gave him dust-bunny feet.
It's time to dust.
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