...to vacuum when your guests' socks start growing mullets.
Ehaw!
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This is why I don't have hardwood floors.
While I love my wood floors, I hate that they require constant vigilance!! LOL
Why oh why did they invade the dustbunny space?
Yup, a classic case of tumble fur. I don't invite people without pets over. They just don't understand. Especially in summer.
Pretty much what my house looks like.
Nah! It's just another layer to keep you warmer!
Awesome. Socks with mullets. Before our dogs were banished that was a common occurrence at our house.
One of the things I love about carpet is this is less likely to happen. I do miss my hardwood floors though!
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