Sir Percival Archibald Wiggle-Butt Jackson (aka Percy) is my rescued fur baby. I brought him home from a research lab in January after he had lived there for about three years. He’s the biggest goofball/sweetheart ever!! Anyhow, one night he decided that the futon and dog bed were not good enough and decided to sleep on his throne.
Sadie is a Jack Russell Terrier mix that my wife and I rescued 3 years ago. She is a complete sweetheart and loves to groom herself while sunning on our bed. However, she has careless disregard for what she is licking while primping herself and always leaves a gross wet lick spot on the comforter. Fortunately, I can’t stay mad at that face for too long.
The Sign reads :
96% Comforter 4% Paw –
I think this is an acceptable lick ratio when grooming myself
This is my a rescue from the Yellowstone Valley Animal Shelter, they are awesome with the animals. She had puppies in October. She thinks it’s okay to take dinner off the counter instead of waiting for hers. Well, when your hungry, you’re hungry, I say. I Love her with all my heart!
I am an Agility Champion but I can’t turn tight enough entering the hallway.
This is our one year old GSP Scout. “I ate an entire bar of soap. My throw up was self-cleaning. Will do again.” A few days later, he opened the shower door and did try to eat another bar of soap.
I snuck in the employee’s break room and ate their pie!
Labs are so food driven and this senior (9) is appropriately named Rebel. Our salesman brought in two homemade pies for the employees and placed them in the break room, he forgot that Rebel would think one was for him.
“Mommy didn’t use one of these at all for her two-year-old human. We are four and five. There is shame.
♡ Draven and Lola”
We got sent directly to doggy jail; did not pass go, did not collect 200 kibbles. We’re rotten Pitties.
My 3 1/2 month old corgi has gone a month without accidents – he is as smart as a whip. I was tired because we were getting up early. The snooze went off and I hit it twice. My puppy, Lambeau was pacing on the bed. I would push him down and say “go back to sleep.” But when I hit the snooze button the third time and plopped back into bed, my corgi walked up to my chest, kissed me in the face and peed all over my chest.
Bought a new pair of very expensive running shoes to help with my plantar faciaitis in my right heel. Made the mistake of leaving them on the floor.
Gracie ate her way through a baby gate because we forgot to make sure she had her toy with her.