When we moved into this condo, we did not bother to have the carpet cleaned. There were dark spots where the sofa and chairs had been, but we had a household carpet cleaner – a sort of wet mop version of a vacuum cleaner – and I figured we’d get it taken care of ourselves.
Nope.
The Squire went out and rented a Big Machine the other morning and we started in on the job. Moving furniture this way and that, turning the sofa on its back so we could scrub under it, picking things up off the floor – I was afraid I’d never see my bed again! The carpets in here are all beige – who thought THAT was a good idea? – and Boris is coal black. We simply did not realize how much hair that cat has shed over the months we have been here. Every once in a while, the front of the scrubber would kick out a HUGE wad of the stuff – we had almost enough to make another cat!
I had over 8,000 steps on my smart watch by the end of the day, and The Squire had nearly the same. No wonder we were tired!
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