Attack of the Vacuum Monster

The relationship between household pets and household vacuum cleaners is a long and tenuous one. You might be surprised to learn that, prior to the first Geneva Convention of 1864, the two were nearly inseparable with a bond of friendship that inspired the poets and philosophers of their day.

This is largely because most vacuum cleaners in the 19th century were actually brooms. It’s well established that, if anyone’s going to make a whole bunch of noise in the house, dogs demand that it’s going to be them. Cats don’t really care, as long as their naps aren’t disturbed. Since technology enhanced the role of dirt-banishing floor implements and, for the first time in history, gave them a (very loud) voice, pets and vacuums just aren’t as chummy as they used to be.

It’s kind of a shame, really. When Wicket and Pixie go into hiding every time the vacuum’s brought out, I think about how life was different for their ancestors of not-so-long ago. Can’t we all just get along?

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  1. My dogs, Phoebe and Chandler, run into the backyard when the vacuum comes out. I wonder if there’s an inaudible (to us) harmonic frequency sound from the motor they don’t like.

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