July 25, 2016
MOJO
Meet the third ‘person’ in our truck. This is our dog, Mojo. He is our almost five year old pit bull human. Now, don’t get me wrong…he is a dog and a dog is a pet. This one thinks he fits into the pecking order between Grant and I. Grant is the master and I am the servant.
We regularly have arguments regarding who is the rightful owner of the passenger seat while Grant is driving and who is leading whom on our walks. Actually it is quite comical and he virtually never wins…in his time frame. Nevertheless, he’s a sweetheart and very obedient. It is challenging to find the right words to paint a good picture of what those conversations look like. He definitely has attitude and sass! I would seriously love to hear his voice and thoughts!! He makes me giggle watching his antics.
As he is perched in the passenger seat, one of his fascinations is looking for cows. We often wonder if he was a cow in a past life or something. He will ride along scanning the countryside in search of a cow. The only time we can get him to bark on command (other than asking if mamma’s home while he is sitting on my lap) is when Grant moos like a cow. It is like Mojo speaks cow. When he does spot a cow out his window he pops up, ears up, and will track them as they go by, to the extent of pressing his nose against the window to get that final glimpse. So imagine when we were stuck in traffic with this trailer full of cows in front of us! The talking turned into yelling, as if he was telling them they needed to get out and looking at us saying we needed to do something. Almost near panic on his part.