Take away my "common sense" card.

Just do it. Do it right now.
Because if you don't I might have a repeat of what happened 20 minutes ago.
I was running our crappy vacuum, (for which we're seeking a replacement) and it just keeps NOT doing what it's supposed to be doing. Top that off with the filters being hard to reach, and one in particular that keeps getting clogged and it's a cannister o'fun on wheels and electrically powered!
I'm getting just a little irritated that it keeps not picking up the slightest little fuzz on the floor and after much violence perpetrated on it (which is my M.O. for fixing appliances) I decided to try to see just what the heck was hindering the function. I turned it off and tipped it back laying it down so I could get a good look underneath.
Bah. That didn't tell me anything because I couldn't see what it was trying to do.
Of course I needed to turn it on to watch the little thingies underneath to see what the game plan was going to be. You know what that gets you? A vacuum with your hair sucked up in the roller.
I also made a very scientific discovery. Cats are not sympathetic and will not go for help if you tell them to. They will in fact, take a bath in front of you whilst you unravel your tangley hair from the underside of an appliance that was never meant to be flipped over, plugged in, switched on, with your head near the wheels.

She freaks me out.

What on earth possesses animals to stare at nothing like there's something there?
Sometimes Pink will stare behind me and then bolt out of the room like a spaz, making me think there's an ax murderer behind me or something.
Sometimes she'll chatter at nothing and whip her head around like she's watching four tennis matches at once.
What's up with that?
She's freaking me out!