Vanquishing foes under the kitchen table

We get a lot of bugs in our house. Spiders, flies, ants… they love our home. Don’t know why. Maybe they feel safe. Maybe they like the crumbs the kids leave in the floor for the dogs to snarf (I do clean them up, I swear!). Who knows? I only wish they would change their minds and go away.

A couple of days ago, while J-man was eating breakfast and Bug was upstairs brushing her teeth, Dozer started acting funny. He was under the bench that J-man was sitting on and was doing this little “hop”.

He would hop forward, back up a little bit, and sneeze. It was this sweet little “chuff” type of sneeze that made his head shake a tiny bit. He would do it over and over. J-man finally got a tiny bit curious and looked under the bench.

What on earth was Dozer sneezing at?

A baby scorpion!

J-man started yelling for his dad. LOUD! He claims, now, that he was very brave, but I would say that squatting on a bench with both knees up under your chin while screaming “DAD” at the top of your lungs doesn’t really entitle you the adjective of brave.

Dozer, on the other hand, was right there with that scorpion. In his little puggy mind, he was a big, scary, fuzzy, flat-faced monster that was giving that bug a run for his money. Never mind that he wouldn’t get close enough for the stinger to reach that sweet little nose.

He thought his sneeze had the winds of a category 2 hurricane and the scorpion was frozen in fear! He had him right where he wanted him. One wrong move and Dozer would go Fear Factor on him… chomp, chomp.

Carl squashed the scorpion. J-man came down from his perch and Dozer sauntered off to look for another foe to vanquish.

Maybe he’ll finally snap that fly out of mid-air the next time it comes by… after all, you don’t go messin’ with the Dozemonster!