The Dirt Dog v. Chopper

I do not like the Dirt Dog.  My mom thinks it is pretty great though.

The Dirt Dog arrived on Monday while my mom was at work - in a nice brown box on the porch.  I love when packages come because most of the time they are for me and I like to bark at the delivery person.  She came home and was very excited and told me there was a "new dog" in the box.  I jumped up and sniffed and didn't smell a dog but was still happy there was a box.  Then she just left the box there.  The next day she opened it and there was no dog inside, or treats, or anything else that looked like fun.  I lost interest.

The next morning I was taking a nap before my morning walk and I heard it.  There was a yellow disc - this so-called Dirt Dog - running all over the house.  I barked at it and kept barking until my mom turned it off.  Then she put some treats on it but I'm no fool - I was not getting near that thing.  Then it beeped and started running around again.  I barked at it some more and she turned it off.  Once it was off I still didn't trust it and thought I had to keep my eye on it.



Chopper keeping an eye on the Dirt Dog.

 When she got home from work last night she brought the Dirt Dog back out and I got locked in the bedroom.  I barked a little but since the door was closed (and the doggy gate was up as an extra barrier) I felt pretty safe so I stopped.  This morning it got locked in the bedroom while I went on a walk so I guess we are even.

My mom thinks that it is pretty great.  It sweeps everything while we go for a walk or watch television. (This morning she got everything out from under the bed and it got it really clean under there.)  And it only took her about five minutes to do the maintenance this morning, which is very important since dog hair can get stuck in the brushes.  All in all I guess it is a good thing but I still don't like it.