We have been living with two dogs for a little over a week now. My daughter’s dog, Summit, is a white, shorthaired mutt. My dog, Shasta, is a black, shorthaired mutt.
Together, they apparently believe they fight crime. Judging from their barking, at least.
Shasta’s short black fur hides pretty well on the furniture, but Summit’s white is another matter. My carpet looks like it’s grown elderly and needs a dye job. I haven’t vacuumed because Summit goes home tonight. Tomorrow, there will be vacuuming.
In the meantime, however, I am adding to the mess. What I’m shedding, though, isn’t fur. It’s threads. I’m working on a quilt for Ferrett, and hauled my sewing machine and equipment upstairs. Because I am insane, I chose a pattern that has over 3500 pieces, many of them not much larger than a quarter. This has led to a lot of thread bits, many the same length as the dog hair, scattered on the floor, the carpet, tumbleweeding companionably with fur in corners.
So, yeah, pretty much the whole family is shedding. Oh, did I mention that Ferrett is balding as well…?