There are dozens of these blowing around the downstairs portion of my house. Airy balls of Tiny's buff-colored fur, carried along by the balmy currents of the forced heat. They literally drift past my field of vision as I try to read or watch TV. I do my best to keep after them with the Dustbuster, but it's no use. At best I beat them back for a while.And he's not even really shedding yet. Come spring, I'll have to try to find some way to get a static charge on him so that he can act as a Swiffer, attracting back to himself some measure of the tumble-furs he generates.
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