He’s back. My arch nemesis, THE VACUUM! I really don’t like him. I know I’m supposed to be a tough farm dog, but sometimes you just gotta wimp out.

And by wimp out I mean hide under a pile of blankies.

Dad doesn’t make it any less scary, because he insists on vacuuming the house with the SHOP VAC! And I am almost certain that the shop vac could definitely suck up a Dachshund or two.

I’ll just have to keep visiting my happy place. …..I’m chasing squirrels…… I’m down a badger hole….. what sucking? ……..I don’t hear any sucking.