Revenge of the FURminator

When I can home yesterday, I discovered that the FURminator I had on the coffee table in the living room was on the couch instead.

Not only was this handy pet grooming tool relocated, its blade guard was missing and nowhere to be found.

Did one of the dogs eat it, perhaps?

Anyhow, the FURminator had its revenge this morning.

Look at all the dog fur on the porch!

And there would have been more if the dogs weren't so squirmy and my arm not so tired from all that brushing.

I bet there's enough fur to make another dog.