I have to post guards around the vacuum just to get it out of the closet.
Lisl is certain that mean ol' vacuum is gonna suck her master right up and she'll never ever see me again.
I have to crate her when I vacuum. Or use my power tools. She thinks those are undoubtably related to the vacuum cleaner and will probably take my arm clean off if she's not there to watch and bark.
Bear, Anna, Molly, Ossie, and The Countess Lisl von Schlaf
An Unhappy German is a Sour Kraut!