Shagged

Back in the late 1960's, early 1970's, wall-to-wall shag carpeting was in vogue. I never had shag carpeting, but I did know people who did. I was very impressed with their sense of decor. That is until a few months had passed. They had a large dog, and together with the people tracking back and forth, the dog had created paths as if through a field of grass. By the time those folks moved out of that apartment the carpeting was a disgusting mess. Mud, goo of some kind, bits of potato chips, and the dirty dog paths gave it the look of Max Yasgur's field after Woodstock. Did I mention that it was originally white carpeting?

Mark has a habit of buying crap without consulting me. Recently he purchased a little rug for the floor on my side of the bed. A shag style rug.
"Don't you love it?"
"I guess so, but won't it trap a lot of dirt in it?" I replied remembering my old acquaintance's carpeting.
I got no answer to my question, and Mark quickly placed the little shag rug down on the floor next to my bed. I have discovered that in the middle of the night, when it is very dark and I am half asleep, shag carpeting is hard to walk across. It is very uneven, and so far I have fallen twice because it's like walking across hairy lumps. Sasha and Chandler like it though. It gives them really good traction for that running jump up onto the bed.