Our house is on the market and is being shown today :D. Yesterday, my husband waxed and polished the living room hard wood floors.
Giz found the buffing pad that Mark attaches to the buffer, you know the kind they look like puffy shower caps (the elastic part goes over the buffer). Well, Giz came skidding into the living room with his front paws inside that pad pushing with his back feet. I thought he would kill himself running into things, but he wouldn't stop for me to get it away. The fact that I was screeching with laughter wasn't helping the whole issue.
After a couple of rounds of "keep mom away from my new toy" he grabbed it with his teeth and tossed it up in the air. It landed on his head like a shower cap. (more screeching and a snort or two) Now, he's not so in love with the buffer pad so he does his psycho dance with the pad on his head and all 4 legs slide a different direction because of the polished floor.
I had to leave the room before I needed to change my pants.
The look my B gave me as I staggered out of the living room, snorting, crying and laughing like a dork, can only be described as pure disgust.
I love my B!