Monday Morning Mojo No. 16

Woo hoo, this is a good one.

Picture of chewed up sunglasses

WHAT: One pair of sunglasses

HOW: I heard crunching noises coming from upstairs. I heard snorting, too. This could only mean one thing: Mojo was upstairs! Unsupervised! In our room!

I raced upstairs. His Royal Stinkiness was on Hubby’s side of the bed—who knew he could fly?—chowing down on a pair of sunglasses he snatched off Hubby’s night stand!

Allow me to repeat: he was on Hubby’s side of the bed. WITH HUBBY’S SUNGLASSES.

BONNIE’S REACTION: Ha, ha, ha, heh, heh, heh, ho, ho, ho, hee, hee, hee… (you get the picture) … (sniffs Hubby’s pillow) MMMMmmmm, eau de stinky bulldog! JUST the thing to help Hubby drop off to sleep.

Yes, sir. This is a good one.

HUBBY’S REACTION: Oh, no! Did he eat that piece? Will he be okay?

BONNIE: You realize, of course, he can pull stuff off your nightstand, now. Soon he’ll be opening the medicine cabinet! Reaching the top of the refrigerator! Shooting hoops! I’m telling you: nothing in this house will be safe from The Bulldog Jaws of Doom!

HUBBY: Let’s just be thankful he’s okay.

REPLACEMENT COST: None. They were old, an extra pair. And oddly enough his brother had just sent him a pair of sunglasses.

Highly suspicious, if you ask me.

Picture of Mojo
But they were really tasty sunglasses

8 Replies to “Monday Morning Mojo No. 16”

  1. Oh, what a cute mugshot! Isn’t it funny how when Daddy’s-Babies go after Daddy’s stuff, it is always something inconsequential? It’s always everybody else’s important stuff that is destroyed.

  2. AE has it right! I can’t think of a single thing my pup ate that belonged to the DH = sheesh = what do they do, whisper sweet nothings in the pups’ ears while they sleep!

  3. [shrugs] There is still useable seeing space on them thar glasses. For us po folks, they are still functional glasses.

    Love the shot of Mojo

  4. Lordy, Pat, that’s what I thought at first! You and I are…. frugal!   But there’s no way: the lenses are all scratched up.

    Dennie and A.E., Nothing about that dog ever fazes Hubby. He even took a big inhale of his eau de bulldoged bed and said, “Mmmm, my dawg.”

    They’ve got some kind of arrangement going, that’s for sure.

    Edited to add: And yes, that dawg is cute, all right. This is what he looks like when he’s about to yodel.

  5. What a shot of the culprit! I once nabbed Uncle Kevin’s new Raybans, it only took a second! Wow! Was he ever upset! He still calls me “little bastard”….

  6. Oh, Lord….ROFLOL….this is great Mojo is the Man! I wouldn’t fall asleep around him though…Yikes…you might turn into dogfood! LOL

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