She hates the vacuum. I can't figure out if she thinks it's hurting me...or if it'll hurt her. Poor girl was screaming yesterday as I was vacuuming up the box of spilled Kix cereal. She wanted to come to me for comfort, but the closer she got the more she yelled and then she'd sit back down and cry... good thing it took all of 2 minutes to clean up the mess. She actually ended up crawling to me screaming and then clung onto me as tight as she could while whimpering until I was done.
And her newest nickname should be bruiser. She is getting all these little bruises on her - cheeks, legs etc... she's so clumsy now trying to get this "stand up and walk" thing mastered.
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Aww! Bruiser! She and Colin would get along great! I love it when Colin plays with his little friend who is just as rough and tough as he is, because I don't have to worry so much about him hurting her. Plus, I know they have fun.
The Evil Vacuum is not welcome in our house either...
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