This past week Mom posted the following on Facebook:
There are a lot of things I don't know. But one thing I do know is that a floor painted chocolate brown is not a good choice with two yellow labs. Jeff says we should get a Roomba but can you run those suckers 24/7....
We heard from several people who loved their Roombas, so an order was placed and today the Roomba arrived!
Daddy did the unpacking and setting up with a lot of help from the kids.
She had to go into her dock for a rest and charge before we could set her loose on the mountains of dog hair - I mean, those thousands of heavenly fibers of love and joy. The kids helped with that too.
It took a while but finally she was ready. Would she pass the test?
We took her to the worst spot on the boat, the master stateroom floor. Mom has been laid up with a bad foot and the kids have been keeping her company. She's not able to easily vacuum and as is widely known, the male of the species has a deadly allergy to vacuum cleaners (and dishwashers and washing machines...). We let her loose, wisely keeping the kids below.
She took off. So far so good.
After about a half hour of listening to her rumbling across the floor and one trip by Jeff to empty the dirt bin, Mom decided to hobble up to the stateroom to check things out. She was amazed. This is the same spot with the dog hair (I mean, thousands of heavenly fibers of love and joy) gone. At least, until the crew heads up for bed.
Tomorrow we unleash her on the salon and galley. We'll have to figure out where to keep the kids. Who says we don't know how to party on the weekends?