All this reminded me of a cartoon I saw recently. It’s a psychiatrist’s office with a dog on the couch. The psychiatrist says, “Who’s getting over his fear of the vacuum? You are. Yes, you are. Yes, you are.”
My dog does not like either the vacuum cleaner or the lawn mower. I have to lock him up when I am vacuuming the carpet or cutting the grass because he will try to attack the vacuum cleaner or the lawn mower.
I'm a retiree in his seventies. That may not be significant to many, since there is a bunch of us Baby Boomers around. However, in the year 2,000, when I received a diagnosis of Multiple Myeloma, I expected to be dead in three to five years.
All this reminded me of a cartoon I saw recently. It’s a psychiatrist’s office with a dog on the couch. The psychiatrist says, “Who’s getting over his fear of the vacuum? You are. Yes, you are. Yes, you are.”
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Good boy! 😀
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My dog does not like either the vacuum cleaner or the lawn mower. I have to lock him up when I am vacuuming the carpet or cutting the grass because he will try to attack the vacuum cleaner or the lawn mower.
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My yard guy came by to mow yesterday, and Luke kept coming to have me protect him. Goofy boy!
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Awww! Poor Kitty!
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Of course, then he’d bite. Luckily it doesn’t take them too long to mow my yard. Otherwise, I’d have to lock that boy up! 😉
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