It is now Christmas and we've been given another pet. Not a cat but another animal of sorts. Some how the one of us was won over this time. You see, this pet you don't have feed and comes house trained in more ways than one. It lives and thrives on the scraps you leave behind. It also eats whenever and where ever you have trained it to. It even finds its food where you don't know you've left it. When it's full, or tired it wanders around until it spots its home you've set up and parks itself there to rejuvenate.
He's so cute. Every time he's about to go out he sings a little "doo-doo-doot-doo" kind of as a little tail wag, excited to see what he can scrounge up. Then, after he's devoured all the crumbs and dust bunnies he returns and sings another little song. He gets so proud of himself and looks for your praise. He just loves when I turn him over, scratch his belly and give him a little cleaning.
He's so cute too and can do tricks! He speaks, spins in circles and sometimes plays dead when he can't find it's home. He is so faithful, just the pet one of us, and the other one of us, always wanted.
His name is Roomba. Isn't he adorable!
