I love my pets but… (title shamelessly plagiarised from Old Stokie)

I have spent the night with the dog pinning my legs down and the cat perched on me as if I were the shed roof on a sunny day.

Then there is my one wish about pets: to be free of their hair. Actually, that’s my one wish. If a fairy ever visited me and offered me wishes I wouldn’t want money or endless wishes, I would just want to be an anti-magnetic device for animal hair. When I had dogs to begin with in my mid 20s I went through rolls of sticky tape weekly. I could not tolerate a single hair on my clothes. My mother is the same now. She has two dogs, but you wouldn’t catch a stray pet hair on her. Not in a million years. I think she does a lot of hoovering.

Now my “standards” have slipped terribly. My two measures are to tell the girls not to roll round on the floor (hairs in their hair) and I usually give the settees a quick bash with a hair-covered cushion before I sit down. Then the dog comes and leans all over me anyway, leaving my left arm covered in cream hairs. The cat hair is worse, it can sort of float around in the ether before coming to rest where you don’t want it.

Once I bought some magic US scraping device in New York that was meant to easily get hairs off upholstery and so forth. It did not. So this is my mother’s top tip for pet hair removal: scrape affected areas whilst wearing a rubber glove. I have modified that slightly and find that a quick scrape with a Havaianas flip-flop does an excellent job too and you don’t even have to bend down. Except I can’t use the method on the cashmere cardies.

Posted on October 17, 2010, in Be not idle, Cats, Children, Cleaning and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Haha. Pet hairs. The bane of all animal lovers. I have a rather simple way of dealing with them. I ignore them. Only occasionally, if I’m attending a function (which is so rare that I’ve forgotten the last one I went to) do I spit on my hands and give my clothes a wipe . Surely, Diva, cashmere is wonderful! Dog, cat, horse hair adds to the garment. Non!

  2. *Whispers* My mother may spit on her marigolds, but I would never spit on my flip-flops.

    Fair point about the added insulating properties 🙂

  3. * Only occasionally, if I’m attending a function (which is so rare that I’ve forgotten the last one I went to) do I spit on my hands and give my clothes a wipe. *

    See: method also works wonders on his own hair *style*.

  4. Get a bird! 😉

  5. Feathers…

  6. Yeah, life may be too short. I am, however, knitting a cardie out of matted dog hair.

  7. 😀

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