Cat Hair Tumbleweeds

I swore that I will never ever again live in a place with hard wood floors. Why? Because I have a cat. His name is Quinn. He is a medium-hair domestic cat. That’s what it says in vet’s chart, but there is nothing medium about his hair … It’s everywhere in all it’s fluffy, orange, and white glory. Sailing through the air, clinging to the couch, and tumbling … Freely tumbling all over the hard wood floors … So I run around my apartment with a handy-vac, sucking up miniature remnants of Quinn’s tumbling softness. I do love him, but am looking for a groomer brave enough to give him a new look … he will look grrrreat as a little lion.