Oh happy day! Oh joyous morn! Oh wondrous postman, you brought me a long awaited bounty and delivered me from boredom!
I have been wanting one of these things for a long time. A very long time. I talked to the hubby about getting one, because they aren't cheap and we aren't exactly rolling in money lately, and the hubby, well, he said that if it would make me happy, I could get one. He's great like that. And yes, it would make me blissfully happy. The hubby was willing to help me out with this, so that we wouldn't have to spend the money, but sometimes I just want to take care of things myself. Afterall, I've been the one bitching about how I'm just not getting any satisfaction from our current method of doing things and it's just taking too long to get to the point where I'm completely and totally happy. This was pretty much a gift for myself.
The best thing about my new toy? I can use it anywhere! Oh sure, I probably wouldn't want to do it outside, well maybe not in the dead of winter, but I can totally see myself using it in the privacy of my own backyard on warm spring days and breezy summer afternoons. I can use this on the floor, on the sofa (although it might be a tad messy!) in bed...just about anywhere!
I absolutely couldn't wait to get this out of the package and try it out.
I decided the first time to try it out on the floor because I wasn't real sure what it was going to be like. I was so excited I couldn't stand it. I made myself as comfortable as possible and had a go!
Amazing!
The first few strokes were so smooth. OH.MY.GOD! This thing is INCREDIBLE! I was overwhelmed with how much I was accomplishing with only a few smooth strokes. Finally, some satisfaction!
And the cat? He seemed to be really enjoying it as well.
What?
What did you think I was talking about?
Perverts!
I was, in fact, talking about The Furminator!
What, you think I'm going to continue to let the Little Imp lint-roll the cat and hope we see a little less furr flying around the Barking Mad asylum? Yeah, right!
We first heard about The Furminator (and I swear the folks at Furminator didn't pay me or hook me up with the de-shedding tool to write this...although now that I think about it, I am going to write/call them and ask them if they will. I know a lot of my readers have furr beasts), when we started the process of adopting a Newfie from the Newfie Rescue of New England. If there was ever a creature, aside from our two Maine Coons, who could use one of these, it's a Newf! Anyhow, we took our names off the list when we got Casey, and now we're going to be putting it back on. But, in the meantime, we also managed to get ourselves two feline beasts who make a habit of shedding everywhere possible and I have just gotten so sick of it.
Today all of that changed!
I can't even begin to tell you how PFA this thing is (PFA - Pretty Fucking Awesome!)! So I won't...instead, I'll show you!
Do you see all that fur? That's only after brushing half of Griffy. I had to stop because it's so damned dry around here and with the static electricty I was creating between myself, the cat and the tines on the brush, I was afraid I was going either start a fire, or blow up my house. But hey, that would have made for PFA blog fodder! And let's admit it, how many of you out there would have been surprised that I ended up blowing my self to hell and back whilst brushing my cat. Show of hands? No hands? Yeah, that's what I thought.
I was a walking furrball. Covered head to toe, in furr. I even dragged out the Static Guard and it didn't go anything to help. Plus, I don't think you're supposed to spray that stuff on your cats. Oh hush! I didn't spray Griffy down. I was tempted, but I didn't!
I haven't been able to get close enough to Gracie with the Furminator (she saw Griffy getting brushed and hauled ass to hide downstairs under Megawatt's bed) to see how much of a mess that's going to get me into!
The fur pile...
I bagged up the fur and am saving it to throw outside for the birds to use to line their nests this spring. What? Did you think I was going to throw all that away? Clog up our landfills -- because believe me, with as much fur as my cats have, it wouldn't take me long... Now, just because I drive a big-ass-gas-guzzling-SUV and happen to be a fan of Ted Nugent doesn't mean I am opposed to helping out the environment, and the birds, at the same time. That doesn't mean I'm going to start using knitted tampons or making my own maxi-pads out of hemp! So don't get carried away...I certainly won't!
I am absolutely in love with my new toy! If you ever wanted a product endorsement, here it is. If you have cats or dogs that shed, or hell, even an extra hairy husband, GET THE FURMINATOR! It will be the best $60 you have ever spent!
Griffy thinks so!
