Ever since Leroy moved in he has been terrified of the vacuum. It's an irrational fear, really, but you can't tell him that. When he was little he would lay on the futon while I vacuumed the family room and when I got close he would growl and bark. Hubby thinks it's funny but I've always found it annoying...it makes it a little difficult to get chores done. I've taken to closing him in a bedroom when I vacuum the entryway floor mat and vice versa. When I was cleaning the spare room yesterday I happened to look out into the mud room and saw my baby like this. It was so funny I had to grab my camera.