If you told him once, you told him a thousand times…Aw, but he looks so comfy. Good boy, Fido. I’ll move.
Cut to the next day when you’re lounging on your couch watching that big game/movie/So You Think You Can Dance, whatever…
And you reach into your bag of Doritos, grab a handful and, whoops, drop one on the couch. But when you reach for the fallen chip, you luckily take a glance, and….gross.
Hanging off your Nacho Cheesier are about 4 million dog hairs. While suppressing your anger for wasting tasty Dorito goodness, you look around and realize: I’m living in a sea of fur.
Fear not, we got you covered. Toss on a pair of yellow rubber gloves, run your hands over the offending fabrics (furniture, carpets, etc.), and try not to gag up your chips at the amount you find.
But hey, look on the bright side. Now you can stop getting “mad” at Fido for sneaking up onto the couch for a belly rub. He really is such a good boy.