That being said, I'm feeling a bit foolish because my precious rug is no longer covering the floor in our salon. It is (sob) rolled up (tear) and out of the way. Why did this happen, you ask? Helina. Helina made me do it.
Yes, it seems that shag rugs and tiny babes don't mix...or rather they do--a bit too well. Now that Helina is 5 months old, she is becoming increasingly mobile and as such, she is spending a lot more time on the floor. Of course, we live on a boat and floor space is scarce, so when I say that she is spending a lot more time on the floor, what I really mean is that she is spending a significant amount of time pulling at, chewing on, and spitting up all over my vintage masterpiece! It was getting a bit gross (both in a general sense and also quite literally in terms of the rug), so I rolled it up and moved it out of the way, exposing our brilliant floor:
|Sea Gem's Teak and Holly Floor|
Helina squealed upon seeing the striped floor for the first time (she loves stripes). However, one member of our crew wasn't as thrilled with what was unveiled--Moishe. Yes, our dear little Moishe doesn't quite "get it" when it comes to reflective surfaces. He's been known to bark at his own reflection and proceeds with extreme caution when walking on anything shiny. Without the rug, the mirror finish of our floor left Moishe unable to determine the depth of what he was walking on and and unwilling to venture into the salon. It was sad (both in a general sense and also quite literally in terms of Moishe's intellectual bandwidth). So, we got a rug. A very inexpensive rug, with a pattern to camouflage Helina's path of destruction (spit up, drool, baby food, etc.) and enough surface area to give Moishe a bit of (much needed) assistance:
Do I like this rug as much as my rya rug? No, not at all. In fact, I can barely stand to look at this thing without getting dizzy; however, it is a temporary fix for a temporary problem, and that's all that matters (at least, that is what I keep telling myself).