That short pile is a real killer.

Every dog's worst nightmare.

Eh, figured I'd post these here too. When Smack shared this lovely bit on the server, I wrote this to go with it. Nothing fancy, just a short thing.

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Eve was not exactly the happiest of hyenas at the moment. Smack was supposed to help him clean up the house today, since they might have company over this weekend, and while he'd done the dishes and counters, he'd flaked out after that, leaving the purple one to deal with the carpets and the walls all on his own, which was quite the task.

Still, he did get to use that new super powered vacuum thing someone had gifted them, guaranteed to pick up every loose bit of dirt and dust, or so it was said. The thing was certainly heavy enough to do so, given how even Eve had to struggle to get it out of the closet, and almost was worried the floor was going to dent when he set it down...dropped it more like.

The trembling in the ground was followed with a weird squeaking noise, and Eve paused, straining his ears, thinking maybe he HAD knocked something loose, but he heard nothing more, and shrugged, looking behind the vacuum for the plug, only to see it was one of those models that had a built in battery or something, so thanks for small boons he supposed.

As he walked up to it, he heard the squeak again, even higher pitched, but he ignored it completely this time, thumbing on the thing, and finding it was actually pretty loud, making him flatten his ears against his head, as he moved the vacuum forward, smiling as it sucked up all the dust on the floor, looking for a minute like it was ripping the threads out, but then leaving them practically sparkling in its wake.