Mojo the brave

I'll start by saying Mojo almost NEVER barks. We had him for a good month before he even made a sound. He's become a bit more protective since Dominic came along and will occasionally let out a soft warning bark when a strange car goes by or the mailman startles him. This is a bit of a concern as we were hoping for a slightly less complacent dog, but we love our Mojo so we deal with it.

My second preface is that John works out of town sometimes. This week, he was working out of town and working nights. The last plan I had heard was that he would work his 12 hrs Wednesday night and then drive the 3+ hrs home Thursday morning, getting home around 10am.

So, I'm sound asleep early Thursday morning (2:45am) when all of a sudden Mojo jumps up, starts barking and tears down the stairs. They weren't his little warning barks either, they were "I'm gonna rip your face off" barks. It was abundantly clear that someone was coming into our home. I would love to say that I tore down the stairs after him, but I am a bit of a chicken. I stood at the top of the stairs, putting my robe on, croaked out a "hello?" and prayed to God that it was John. My silly husband thought that he would quietly come in and just crawl into bed. I reassured him that Mojo gave him a much friendlier welcome than I would have given to someone crawling into my bed in the middle of the night. Apparently Mojo's first bark came when John opened the screen door. He was bounding down the stairs before John even had the key in the lock.

Needless to say, Mojo has gotten plenty of lovin' today and even a special yummy treat. I will never again question my dog's alertness, protectiveness or bravery. I will sleep soundly at night knowing that my watch dog is on guard.

GOBR and a mommy-mobile

We had a busy weekend. We are in the process of becoming a foster home for rescued boxers. We would bring a rescued dog into our house and work on training it and determining its temperament so it could be adopted into an appropriate home. Our goal is to find a new permanent member of our family. The advantage of fostering is that we can essentially "try it before we buy it." If we get a foster dog that as John put it "we can't live without," we get first dibs on adopting that boxer. So this past Sunday, we had our home visit. A volunteer from Greater Ohio Boxer Rescue (GOBR) came to the house to get to know us better and to make sure Mojo would be good with other dogs. Of course Mojo passed with flying colors. And after spending Saturday putting our fence back up after the wind storm, I'm confident we did as well. So hopefully, we'll soon have a playmate for Mojo, whether temporary or permanent.

When we weren't having our home visit or cleaning for our home visit, we were shopping for a car. We take too many long distance trips to be comfortable in the neon. The trips with Mojo are especially tight. In addition, the neon is quickly loosing its reliability. Which I suppose is to be expected of a 2003 vehicle with 113,000 miles on it. So yesterday we purchased my mommy-mobile. I'm comforted in the fact that although it is a mommy-mobile, it is still very much a truck. We bought a 1999 Ford Expedition complete with a V8 engine and 4 wheel drive. (Insert obligatory male grunting.)

I'm trying desperately to think of any errands that need to be run today. Unfortunately, I'm coming up blank. We might just have to go cruising.

So that's what we've been up to. Everyone here is happy and healthy. Since I can't go anywhere unless I have something to wear, I'd better get my laundry started. Until next time...