©justmary January 1, 2026
Good evening.
What? Huh? Who is it?
I'm your living room carpet.
Really? I've never heard you talk before.
Well, up until now, everything has been okay. You run the vacuum once a week. You clean up spills. But, this evening you might want to leave your shoes at the door.
Why? I always wear my shoes in the house.
Yes, but tonight... well, let's just say there is something on your shoes that you probably don't want on the carpet.
Oh, I see. Thanks for the warning.
I don't have any control of who or what tracks across me. I'm just trying to maintain some dignity here. It is hard to have any pride when you're covered with pizza and soda stains, chocolate ice cream spills and doggy....well, you know.
I never thought of it that way.
Humans rarely do.
I think I know how to help. Everyone can leave their shoes at the door. That would keep the outside stuff from being tracked in and doggy...well, you know. We can keep all food in the dining area. The kids will fuss, but they will get over it.
Oh WOW!! I would cry happy tears, but carpets can't cry. Instead, I'll shine with pride and dignity!