Thanks to last week’s episode of the Monday Morning Mojo, upholstery foam is no longer safe around Mojo. In fact, it would not be an exaggeration to say that once he gets a whiff of upholstery foam, he’ll not stop until he hunts it down and crushes it between his jaws.
WHAT: Dog Bed, After Mojonator Attack
HOW: We always put this covered foam bed outside with Mojo so he has a place to lie in the sun. He’s slept on it many, many times without incident, but that was before he drew first blood—I mean, first foam—in the last Monday Morning Mojo, thus learning what illicit delights await those who rip open upholstery. (They discover FOAM INSIDE.)
When I found the carcass, I picked it up and put it in a safe place. I thought, “Perhaps I can salvage salvage some of this foam, maybe remake it into a cat carrier bed… or something.” And then I put another (non foam) dog bed outside for him to lie down upon; in fact, I put two.
Being the alert human being that I am, I realized that if I left the bed on the ground, Mojo would continue to rip the bed apart, because he is a dog who always finishes what he starts.
Hubby is not an alert human being.
Oh, yes, Hubby may LOOK alert. He may be an excellent engineer and supervise several people; Hubby may even be the proud possessor of an MBA as well as being so lucky as to be married to the author of this blog… but when it comes to his Mojo, Hubby is Definitely Not an Alert Human Being.
WHAT: Dog Bed, After Second Mojonator Attack
HOW: Hubby saw his beloved bulldog outside without a foam bed on which to lie. He searched the house for said foam bed, found it and returned it to the Mojonator, despite its partially-destroyed condition.
MOJO’S REACTION: Woo hoo! The lord giveth back what the lady taketh away! Me thinketh I’m gonna have a great time finishing the job I started!
BONNIE’S REACTION: Aw, Hubby! Why’d you give him back his bed? Didn’t you see he’d already torn it apart?
HUBBY’S REACTION: What do you mean, “torn it apart”? I didn’t notice anything wrong with it. I thought it looked fine! And he needed a bed!
BONNIE: But there were already two dog beds out there for him to use!
HUBBY: But he wanted HIS dog bed.
REPLACEMENT COST: None. Do you really think I’m going to buy more foam beds, knowing what Mojo’ll do to them?