I had a little trouble with the vacuum cleaner today. (Donald got it working again, though.) I took a couple of very... "artistic" shots of the vacuum cleaner, but then I decided to spare you that. Here's a photo of Trixie, instead, as she lay on the floor watching.
Trixie is not a huge fan of the vacuum cleaner. I suspect she was hoping it had finally bitten the dust. (The vacuum cleaner bit the dust. Get it? Heh. (g))