I came home for Christmas break to find that my sister had once again
trashed my room while I was away at school, so I decided to clean up a bit.
As soon as I turned on the vacuum my fuzzie went NUTS!  She started chasing
it arround, clucking like crazy.  So of course, I chased after her with it a
little.  She was biting, clawing, and trying to kill this big loud thing
that was chasing her.  When I had the crevice atachment on, she tried to
stick her face it it.  It was so funny, but I think next time I'll clean up
without her help.
[Posted in FML issue 1419]