The guy who comes to clean for me didn’t come today. I just didn’t want to deal with him.
And since he didn’t come, I have to change the linens. At this point, since I just did my dishes, I will have to rest my back a bit before I tackle with the bedding. And I have to vacuum to top of the quilt to get Sparkle’s hair off it.
I don’t know how I will deal with summer... I don’t have any summer bedding, but I don’t want her hair on the sheets. At least, I want to confine the shedded hair to one spot. So maybe, if I have the money, I will go to JoAnn’s and buy a remnant of fleece for the foot of the bed. That way, Sparkle can shed her hair and I can wash the fleece...
Having you come to my house would be an honor, Bob. I doubt that you would clean, but you could sit and read to me!
Could Sparkle, perchance, be fooled by a faux bed?