A few days ago, I was wasting my life visiting some of my favorite blogs and I stopped by Frogs in My Formula. If you have never been there, go, it is a lot of fun. Go ahead, I’ll wait… No, really, you’ll thank me.
Great, you’re back. Aren’t you glad you listened to me? Anyway, I discovered a review she had posted on the Furminator. For those of you who don’t know, the Furminator is the ultimate cat brush. Now some of you know, I have a cat. At least, we believe he is a cat.
This photo doesn’t really do him justice. He is larger than a typical cat, he eats more than a typical cat, but since exotic animals are illegal, we call him the cat (we also call him two-tons of love because he loves people).
Anyway, I read her review of the Furminator and decided I had to have one. So I instant messaged (yes that does make me as big of a geek as it sounds) my husband that I had found what I want for Christmas. I wanted a Furminator. That night, when he came home, he was bearing a Furminator.
Now the Furminator looks extremely unimpressive up close, especially the cat version. Here I am, trying to brush two-tons of cat with something the size of one of those baby hairbrushes that just massage the baby’s head a little.
But, the frog lady said it was good, so I thought I would give it a shot. I started brushing and it was amazing. Huge hunks of hair were coming out of my cat. Here is how much I got out of the cat with one brushing…