Behold, the Roomba. THE FLOOR IS SO CLEAN. What a happy thing.
Tiny Dog is extremely concerned. Barkbarkbark.
Old Dog is also rather concerned, although somewhat less so than Tiny Dog. He stands his ground, allowing the machine to bump into him before choosing to purposefully stride away.
I am so glad that I do not have to clean the floor.
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