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TIFU by scaring my dog shitless with my robot vacuum.

I bought one of those newer robot vacuum cleaners with all those cool mapping systems and auto emptying features coz hey it’s 2021 and people are getting lazier and lazier especially for degenerate single NEET males like me.

*AHEM* So yeah I used it to keep my carpets clean (which I never clean at all) and my dog was kinda curious about it. On my first try on turning it on, my dog kept barking at it while it’s running and he was pretty terrified of the noise it made while it was vrooming around.

At one time I was pretty confident of how the vac was going to perform without me with it’s auto detection around so I decided to go out of my apartment while it’s running and go shopping for more ramen coke and chips. Just for shits and giggles, I had the vac and my dog in the same room and my dog was being scared shitless while the robovac was running.

I went out, took my sweet time doing grocery shopping and was wondering how my dog was doing with the robovac and was laughing along the way. I went back a few hours later to see the entire apartment room spray painted with diarrhea colored feces mostly on the floor, some on the carpet too.

I later realized my dog was scared to the point he pooped on the floor because he was still shaking and and for some bullshit reason, the vacuum might have just swooped right under his land mine and started smearing it all over. Goddamn.

Welp, that’s instant karma right there.

TLDR: Dog just had a massive diarrhea attack and shat all over the floor, AND for some shitty good timing coincidence, the robot probably just rubbed it and spread it on parts of the apartment floor.

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