I've lost my Mojo
So,
we are dog-sitting my grandparents' dog, Mojo.
Now, mojo's a pretty good guy- sure he's fluffy and little.... and liked to prance around playing with dog toys in the same way that a kitten would roll around in fresh laundry, but we like him. He does however, act stupid sometimes and has been known to (on occasion!) have accidents in the house (Blah!!)....
Mojo and Ian are pretty tight. They traditionally snuggle together every night when we he stays with us, and tonight it no exception. Ian is out at Scotty's right this very second and poor Mo is sitting upon Ian's pillow with a look of desperation and excitement awaiting his sleep-partner's return.
Just to spice things up a little I constructed a sign and placed it next to Mojo (who's sitting on Ian's pillow which Ian's head will lay upon any moment)... the sign reads : "I have diahrrea"
Ahahah!!!
we are dog-sitting my grandparents' dog, Mojo.
Now, mojo's a pretty good guy- sure he's fluffy and little.... and liked to prance around playing with dog toys in the same way that a kitten would roll around in fresh laundry, but we like him. He does however, act stupid sometimes and has been known to (on occasion!) have accidents in the house (Blah!!)....
Mojo and Ian are pretty tight. They traditionally snuggle together every night when we he stays with us, and tonight it no exception. Ian is out at Scotty's right this very second and poor Mo is sitting upon Ian's pillow with a look of desperation and excitement awaiting his sleep-partner's return.
Just to spice things up a little I constructed a sign and placed it next to Mojo (who's sitting on Ian's pillow which Ian's head will lay upon any moment)... the sign reads : "I have diahrrea"
Ahahah!!!