We’ve had a new addition to the family. He’s very cute and perky and is chasing the children around all over the place.

Meet Fido.

Yes, we’ve caved to gadgetry insanity and have bought a robot vacuum cleaner. The theory is that we use the Dyson for a thorough weekly clean, the steam cleaner for those Autistic incidents that can’t be tackled by normal means, and Fido can do a superficial nightly clean of downstairs after we go to bed every evening, just to keep the worst of the dust gremlins at bay.

We brought him home at lunch time, and I have to admit, he’s very cute. He’s been beeping his way around the rooms, and picked up a huge amount of debris from family life. Holly (the spaniel) is wagging madly at Fido, hoping he’s going to play, but Katie (our ancient feline) is sitting watching suspiciously. These strange gadgets never bode well.

He’s just taken himself back to his dock and is snoozing while he recharges. The children are now begging to tidy their rooms so Fido can clean there too. This sounds like a plan with no drawbacks.

Muahaha!