Knick Knack, Jack Don't Hack, Give HM That Bone

I came rolling home Tuesday afternoon to find my little Jack on the porch have a blast with a bone. Scarlett was trying to be good on the side porch, so I was petting her. For once, Jack didn't run over and hope for some run-over petting, when I reach my arm extra-far across Scarlett's head to give him a pat.

Jack stood at the top of the porch steps, gnawing and dropping a bone. Just a small piece of bone, but quite loud. I thought maybe he had a piece of deer jaw. When I looked closer, that bone was all the way in Jack's tiny mouth, and it was RED! I assumed he had a fresh bone, with some meat or blood on the edge.

As I started up the steps, something about that bone did not look right. I called Jack over. He's quite compliant with me. I reached into his mouth and pulled out the slimy bone.

It wasn't a bone at all!

It was Carl Wheezer, friend of Jimmy Neutron! I didn't know that at first. I just knew that he didn't belong in Jack's mouth. No dog of mine is going to choke to death on Carl Wheezer. I took him inside, washed him off in the sink, dried him, and posed him on top of the paper towel rack. Then I sent a picture to The Pony, who had just gotten home from his dog bite.

"Who is this? He looks familiar. At first I thought it was Rugrat Chuckie, but his hair is different."

"That's Carl. Carl Wheezer. He was on Jimmy Neutron. Genius would know. He loved that show."

I sent Genius the picture on Wednesday. "Caught Jack chewing on Carl Wheezer yesterday."

"LOL. What a random find."

Yes. It was. No idea where Jack found Carl. We never had any of those figures here.