A little over a week ago, my friend Julie’s house was struck by lightning, causing the garage to catch fire. Her house was damaged pretty badly…everything in the garage was destroyed, all the appliances were ruined, and a lot of things will have to be replaced due to smoke damage. Luckily, everyone got out of the house safely and she had homeowner’s insurance.
For the past week, while the house is being worked on, I’ve been watching Julie’s dog Mocha. She’s a rescue, so no one is really 100% sure what kind of dog she is. If we had to guess, she’s half bulldog and half lab. She’s still a puppy and has tons of energy. Dali still isn’t sure abut this one. Being an old broad, Dali can only take playtime for so long before she gets winded and decides to lay in her bed.
I brought Mocha over to Dave’s house because tomorrow we plan on taking both dogs to the groomer. Dali is in desperate need of a haircut and Mocha has been having a bit of an itchy skin problem and she won’t let me cut her nails. Dave lives in a 2 story house and I’m pretty sure Mocha has never seen stairs before. Julie and I both have one story houses and I highly doubt she came from a two story shelter. She walks to the bottom of the staircase and looks up at them all like “What are these things?” She stands in awe for a few seconds, then turns away all “I’m not going up there.” Meanwhile, Dali blows by her shouting “I’m FREE!!”
Apparently, I talk to dogs the same way I talk to babies…
awww mocha is so cute!!