Look at this thing I have to live with:
My person calls it "carpet sweeper." She can call it anything she likes but that doesn't disguise its true identity -- monster. Fortunately, it spends most of its time lurking in its den (the closet), but every once in a while it makes an appearance, then I have to take off and get out of there as fast as I can. This morning it had me squawking and flapping all over the house. But when I finally made it back to the safety of my cage, it followed me right into the room! And, my person was following along right behind it. On top of that, she was touching it. She had her hand right on the monster's handle. What is the matter with her?