. . . because every time I turn the vaccuum on and start to actually vaccuum, I turn around to find little Miss Lambchop holding on to it as she tries to follow me.
Apparently it's even too much to ask to let me at least vaccuum up the disgusting mess she keeps making under her high chair. I am not amused.
Ok, I'm not that amused.
Although she is kinda cute.
And she knows it.