Gwen is a funny little thing. Last year the only time the vacuum cleaner could be turned on was by having someone take her for a walk. Any time the vacuum cleaner was switched on with Gwen in the house she would howl up a storm.
This year a new vacuum cleaner was acquired and Gwen decided that vacuum cleaners aren't so bad. Now when I clean the floor she will follow me around. Or more to the point, she follows the vacuum cleaner around. She likes the feel of the wind blowing in her face - a result of the vacuum's internal fan pushing the air out.
