Yes, I know, this story is late. Sorry, but as they say, better late than never, right?
Anyway, the story is too adorable and aww-y to not post on a pre-holiday eve (and let’s face it, many of us still have to go to work tomorrow, grrr!!!).
The LA Times reported last week a story about a trailer home fire in El Cajon, where the owner escaped narrowly, but his (or hers, as the paper keeps the actual gender of the person wrapped under the gauzy veils of mystery) chihuahua, Mojo, was still inside.
Sexy firemen (all firemen are sexy, although if I need to be truly honest here, the paper never said whether they were sexy or not, but there’s just something about the uniform, and going into burning buildings and fire and the whole show Rescue Me…) raced inside to put out the fire and whisked Mojo away from the inferno.
But Mojo was near death. Being firemen, they did what they always do – set out to save Mojo’s life (see, sexy! People who risk their lives to save other people, cats, dogs and birds and probably snakes, fish, lizards, pet spiders, oh, I could go on, but I won’t. Sorry.). They popped a pediatric oxygen mask on Mojo, and set about saving him (or her…again, no one is giving away the answers to the hard questions here!). It took ten minutes, where no one knew whether Mojo would survive. But a dog named Mojo has just got to live up to that name and he (or she) did. He (or she) came to and started breathing properly without aid.
Mojo is expected to make a full recovery. And if that isn’t a dog that has a lot of mojo, well, I’ll eat my hat. If I had one.
Dogs 1, bad fire 0.