Mom got this cool machine in the mail yesterday and today she had a tiff with it and won. My Mom can do anything! She calls it a Leaf Blower and Yard Vac all rolled into one. It is loud. Loud in color. Loud in bark. Loud in swear words (Mom's). I love it!
Mom took this machine into the back yard with much erg-ing and agh-ing. She says it's heavy and God didn't make her to lift heavy things. Then there was a LOT of grumbling because she couldn't find any destructions. Well, she seemed to be doing OK on her own in that department. She then assembled it more or less. She disassembled it. She assembled it again in a slightly different way. She smiled. She turned it on. With a roar worthy of all my Leonberger friends combined, the BlowerVac went on. Wowsers! Mom turned it off and started to figure out how the rest of it worked.
Mom says she will ask Erik to help her with the vac part. Too many parts, not enough engineering brains, she says. The wheels have her flummoxed. There are castor wheels (they must taste AWFUL) and round rolly wheels. How can it have both? There are round parts and long parts and round, long parts. There are hoses and nozzles and things even I can't spell. Mom can't spell them either.
Next, she figured out how to make it into a blower. She turned it on. With another giant roar, it came to life. It blew. It blew gravel. It blew leaves. It blew my tennis ball. It blew my rope-a-dope. I mean, it really blew. When it blew me, I knew just what to do. I lay down. I didn't move. I know a hair dryer when I see one. Mom gave me a funny smile, and said, "Sailor, you smart boy. I wonder if I can blow YOU dry with this!" I think we will have to wait until my next Leo day to find out.
I can't wait to scare the wits out of Zoe!
Sailor the wind-blown collie
