Pinecone
The other day I called my dad to check on Mojo. He said:
"He's fine. I took him outside, and he pooped. I put a pinecone on it."
"A pinecone?"
"Yeah. So you wouldn't step on it. I put a pinecone on it."
Now? Everytime Mojo poops, I feel the need to top it with a pinecone. Sometimes I do, but mainly when Leslie is there, cause it makes us laugh and laugh.
If only I could put a pinecone on every shitty situation in life.
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Lyla put together her first sentence!
Angie gave her something to drink in a "big girl" cup. Lyla is obsessed with cups, so when Dewayne walked in the kitchen and saw her, he immediately thought she'd stolen Angie's drink. He took it from her, dumped it in the sink and rinsed out the glass.
Lyla wrinkled up her face and started seething. She ran over to Dewayne and said "That's MINE!"
I don't think it bodes well that her first sentence ever is "That's mine!". But I do think it's pretty funny.
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I've met more of my neighbors since I've had Mojo then I've met in the entire 4-5 years I've lived in that neighborhood. Just yesterday I met 2 neighbors and a little girl in the street. The little girl loved Mojo, and I'm pretty sure Mojo would've run away to Fiji with her.
Then we met a nice couple walking out of their house. Mojo broke from me and ran up the sidewalk to them, puppy-dancing and barking. They couldn't speak English, but Mojo can't either, so it worked out just fine.
We stopped and said hi to the guy on the corner near my house after that.
Then we ran into a girl with a cute Pug named "Moshi". I was so jealous of that girl's pink leash. Do you think Mojo would be totally traumatized if I got him a pink leash?
Yeah.. you're right. I can't do that to him...
Anyway, the pug was really hilarious, and the girl walking her was a total sweetheart.
I met all those people just walking around 3 blocks.
None of them had swords.
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2 Comments:
Well, what about sabers?
Awwww, so cute that Mojo has all kinds of new neighborhood friends.
And, pinecones... LOL! Too funny.
~K
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