Here I am this morning with the Evil Appliance-the vacuum cleaner. Notice I keep my distance.

I am trying to affect bored indifference in the presence of this thing, but the fact is it really freaks me out! How my personal assistant can sling it over his shoulder and turn it on is beyond me! He says it is the price I pay for being a corgi. If Nash and I didn’t shed so much he wouldn’t have to use it every day. I told him that if he didn’t vacuum at all, over time all the hair would collect, connect, and weave itself into a nice, soft Cardigan carpet! He said nice try, but it just wouldn’t do. Good thing us Cardis have strong character to withstand such assaults on our sensibilities!