The Dog Ate My Garmin

Joe

We have a dog named Joe.  We think he is about 12 years old, but like a scene out of The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button, Joe acts younger as he gets older.  I can't believe I'm about to use this word, but he is getting more and more frisky every day.  Most of this is good - it's nice to see him continue to enjoy life.  But it's not all rainbows and unicorns - he's also recently picked up the habit of taking a book or two off of Ian's bookshelf and then destroying them.  Joe does this when he is angry at Ian for acting like a 6 year old and/or feels like it's a good time to remind him of where his place in the pack is.

When I saw my Garmin lying in the middle of the hall this morning, I knew there was a problem.  Though I'm not the neatest guy around, I typically don't leave $300 GPS units wherever the hell I feel like it.  Plus the charger is in my office on the desk, so about 8 times out of 10 I manage to get it within 5 feet of there when I initially take it off my wrist.

Sure enough, when I picked it up off the floor it was thrashed.  Somehow, Joe had got a hold of it and in a fit of canine wisdom only he understands, chewed it up.  Which is weird.  Because I don't recall acting like a 6 year old recently.  And we sorted it out long ago that I'm the alpha male in the house.  Yeah, I've seen the Dog Whisperer so I know what's up.

Despite the damage to the casing, it still works.  That said, my guess is that it's no longer waterproof.

The Garmin

I'm bummed, but I can't get mad at him - look at that face.  I have no idea how he got it.  Forget the low lying fruit - the magazines, the dirty socks or a few more of Ian's books - Joe clearly had a hair up his ass about chewing on electronics today.  He probably had to two-leg it up on the desk and then grab it with his mouth - a dog on a mission.  And it certainly paid off for him.

Guess what he was doing when I went to confront him after I found it?  Sleeping in the sun, the bastard.