Attack of the Killer Washing Machine…

My golden girl does not like change. She likes her food bowls in exactly the right spot, her toy boxes (yes, she has many) placed where they have always been placed since she was a puppy, and her beds (yes, again she has many) placed in exactly the right spot, with the cushions fluffed at one end and flattened at the other. Her minions (hubby and me) oblige her without question.

Despite Vivvy’s love of the familiar, we hadn’t expected that trait of hers to extend to kitchen appliances. When our old washing machine finally gave up the ghost and started fusing the electrics, we set about choosing a new one. The machine was fitted while AJ and Vivvy were out for morning walkies and the problems started when they returned. Her Ladyship stopped at the kitchen door and would not budge. We thought something was very wrong, until we worked out that the new machine was the culprit. Unsure why, because it was in the same place and even looked similar, we tried coaxing her with treats (which she’ll normally walk through just about anything for), but no. We had to open all the downstairs doors so she could do a round trip avoiding the kitchen on her way to the back garden. Eventually, after employing many sneaky tricks, we got her to walk past it. She gave it the widest berth and the evil eye. Now, she’ll walk past it, but with her eyes closed! So funny. We think the reason for her reluctance lies in the reflective nature of the machine door, and wonder if the shapes and shadows she sees in that has been the reason for it spooking her out.

As if the month hasn’t been traumatic enough for her, I bought her a new drying coat – an absolute necessity because I don’t think we’ve had a completely rain free day here in the UK for months now. She hates wearing her raincoat during walkies, so I thought this drying coat post-walkies was the next best thing. It’s thick and cosy and you just wrap it around your sodden pup, fasten the velcro, and they are supposed to love it. Well, she stands frozen like a statue the whole time it’s on and when/if we can coax her to walk to us for a treat she waddles like a duck.

We love every day with Vivvy and she gives us so many laughs. This month has been no exception. Never a dull moment with our golden girl, but hopefully there’ll be no more killer appliances in her immediate future 🙂

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3 responses to “Attack of the Killer Washing Machine…

  1. Oh my gosh, Miss Vivvy. You are hilarious. Do you smell bad mojo coming from that machine or something? I’m glad you can walk past it and I hope you and the machine will become friends. Maybe, if you sit against it when it’s running, with your drying coat on, the vibrations will lull you to sleep until your minions allow you to shed the coat. Lol. I love you to pieces, Miss Vivvy!

  2. Ah Miss Vivvy, I love you bunches too. If only your people understood dog talk bet you would tell them. 

    I love this blog. I’ll try to think up some sunshine from here to send to you.

  3. haha. So funny. She looks adorable in the coat but I know from my experience with Hobbes that some creatures are embarrassed and upset with clothes. LOL. Hoping the washer and the coat are soon something she is used to. Jillian

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