Story of a Dust Bunny in Suburbia

Yes…this IS what you think it is.

And I must like you an awful lot to be showing you this very personal, very disturbing photo of what crawled out from under my couch the other day…

A dust bunny the size of a small rodent.

I kid you not.

It just appeared the other day out of nowhere.

Well maybe it didn’t just appear, I’m quite certain that it’s been growing and collecting for some time now…

This is the story…

It was a usual day, I was running around like a crazy person trying to do 342 things at once, AND make, bake and take photos of my triple chocolate torte (stay tuned to this station for more details) when I realized that I was sweating. And by the way, I don’t perspire, oh no, I sweat.

But that’s another story entirely.

So, anyway, seeing that it was a very breezy day and I was hotter than a rattlesnake in the desert I decided to open a window! How lovely I thought, some fresh air would be nice! Little did I know that my innocent act of opening a window would actually unearth a dust bunny the size of a small rodent from underneath my couch!

Yes, the wind blew THAT out from under my couch.

You see, I’m a neatnik. I pride myself on running a tidy, neat, very clean and organized house. And how this…this dust bunny rodent came to be I’ll never know.


Well…perhaps now that I think of it, I may just know how it got there …

Meet Oakley.

Our darling unassuming sweet little dog who happens to grow LOTS of hair.

Lots and lots and lots of very soft, very beautiful, very fine, white hair.

That billows around my house like tumbleweed in the desert…

And evidently gets stuck underneath my couch.

Guess next time when I’m running around like a crazy person getting all hot and cranky as a rattlesnake, I’ll spare myself the luxury of some fresh air.

Or, I’ll  just turn on the air conditioner.

Or better yet, perhaps I’ll just vacuum under the couch more than once in a blue moon when we move it.

(Or not.)

And that’s my story full of dust bunnies as big as rodents and I’m stickin’ to it.

Hope that you’ll still see me in a good light…

not a dusty one.

I need to go vacuum now.



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  1. Poor Oakley!! You can tell that he is mortified you found his stash of hair under the sofa. He couldn’t help himself, the thought of thinning hair when he gets older has him panicked and stashing hair for the day he will need them to fill in the bald spots. Cute story love 🙂

  2. Hi Wenderly!
    Any sweet friend of Bridget’s…is a FRIEND of mine!
    Delighted to meet you!
    And hello to that ADORABLE Oakley!
    Doogan sends wags!
    I still get those dust-bunnies…and Doogan doesn’t shed!
    Doogan is a soft coated wheaten terrier…they don’t shed!
    What kind of fur-ball is Oakley! Soooo cute!
    He and Doogan would be FUN friends!
    Nice to find your blog through Miss Bridget! Following now…of course!
    You won me over with the DUST BUNNY! xoxoxo

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