Feeling Discouraged

The last few days have been...vexing.

K's dirty clothes and papers seem to pile up faster than I can keep up with, as he's allergic to organizing or doing laundry, sigh. And ever since his brother took a turn for the worst, Kirby the lab has been acting up and is making messes all around the basement. My theory is that he thinks with Anoki's demise, there's going to be some huge power vacuum so in all his peabrained wisdom he has decided to step up and start marking his territory now because goodness knows if he doesn't random dogs are going to come over to the house to take over in one bloody coup d'etat after another. Seriously, it's the last freaking thing we need around here.

What I'd like is a robot butler. Nothing too fancy, just another pair of hands to help out around the house. When I can't sleep at night, I like to think about what our little cyborg could do. It wouldn't need sleep so when we're all sleeping, it could putter about the house and do chores, especially laundry. It'd be programmed to know that at night it should only wash and fold and wait to put the clothes away in the morning when everyone's awake. It would be equipped with a silent vacuum cleaner and floor steamer so pretty much it cleans as it rolls around the house, sanitizing wherever it goes. It could brush loose hair off the dogs as they sleep (this'll be challenging) and sanitize paws and freshen their breath with its built in doggy sonicare system. As an added feature, it could cattle prod Kirb if it senses that he's going to try to mark anywhere or menacingly wave a doggy catheter. During the work week, it can pull the covers off of K and point him in the direction of the shower before he can hit the snooze button as well as stand next to him at bed time, remind him of the late hour and lay on a guilt trip him if tries to ignore it.

Problem is, I've seen/read enough sci-fi to worry that the cyborg will eventually develop human emotions and realize what a thankless job it has and then rise up against us. At this point, I grumble, roll over and try to go back to sleep.