My Mochi is a perfect little angel… or so I thought. So last night I packed my lunch for today. Salad with chicken from Gelsons. I put the chicken in a sandwich baggy so it wouldn’t make the lettuce all soggy. This morning, I put everything together, salad, dressing, chicken, and a couple Hawaiian rolls in my lunch bag ready to go for me when I walk out the door. Left it on the kitchen table next to my backpack and purse. (Mochi can get up on the kitchen table). I went to go get ready for work. When I was done, I come out and I couldn’t find Mochi. I look closer and I find her gobbling away at something under the kitchen table. I go closer and call her name and she growls back, that is her cue to me that she’s got something that she doesn’t want to give up. I see her with a sandwich bag torn up and clean as a whistle. I look on the kitchen table and find the other sandwich bag of bread left alone. I look in my lunch bag and the chicken is gone. Clever Mochi took the bread and the chicken out of my lunch bag and went for the chicken. HAHA
But fair game… I knew she could get up on the table and I left it wide open for her to get. The good thing is it was all chicken breast so no bones and she gets two breakfasts instead of one. She was one happy camper this morning. And besides, who can get mad at this goofy little girl??