Because Sharav used to shed so much (and because I wasn’t always so great about brushing him), I eventually welcomed a Roomba into our lives, and he strongly feared and disliked it, generally retreating to his bed or crate whenever it turned on.
It subsequently broke, but I eventually adopted others – until the most recent one jumped to its demise down my stairs just ten days before Sharav died.
![Hiding from the Roomba. New York, April 2014.](https://i0.wp.com/sharav.dog/wp-content/uploads/IMG_1814-jpg.webp?resize=2406%2C1805)