Vroom Vroom

After reading Joey's post, I realised that my M and Aunty G bought the same vroom vroom!

My M came home last week with this big box and said that it's a vacuum cleaner.



She said that now that my baby sister has learned how to crawl, we can't have tumbleweeds at home. But we don't live in a desert, where did the tumbleweeds come from? So my M said I'm a silly boy and it's my fur. In that case, shouldn't it be called tumblefur?



Anyway, my M said it's all because of my fur that the floor now has to be cleaned everyday. Ans she's too tired to do it everyday after work, so she got a robot to do it for her. She even got the 'Pet Series' one.

My fault again


So we opened the box to check out what's inside.







Then after getting it all together, my M switched it on. And that thing CAME ALIVE!! It moves on it's own!! I was curious yet scared of it. What happens if it decides to attack me? See how I try to check it out cautiously?



Then Aunty Viv sent my M a video clip of this very brave kitty who managed to tame the wild beast and said maybe my M should train me to do the same.

brave kitty


I hope my M doesn't really try it. My bum is too big, besides, I might crush the thing.

Now my M hopes that someone will invent automatic bedsheet changer, clothes ironer and clothes folder.