I killed Mickey Mouse
I think the photo speaks for itself!
My dear Maximillian has the very bad habit of peeing on, well, everything. His worst two offences include peeing on our pastor’s leg (I saw it happen, luckily the pastor didn’t and Max was so small that the drops were few…) and peeing on the cross set up at our church’s outdoor worship centre.
Blaze was not a fan of his human brothers Halloween mask, so he gave it a bad case of male pattern baldness.
My Basset Hound, Bellah, lets me know (by howling ) when there is company at the door. Most of my guests look forward to my Hillbilly Door bell. This poor little Trick-or-Treater screamed, cried, & fled after she knocked on my door. Bellah is more sad than ashamed. Sign reads: “A Trick-or-Treater knocked on the Door. I Howled. She ran away. My Trick caused her to lose a few of her Treats.”
I chewed off my bandage & pulled out my stitches and now I’m wearing the CONE OF SHAME
On a positive note…I did get BACON
Our sweet little Ruby can run amazingly fast. My daughter decided to open the screen door one morning and let her out. Ruby does not come when you call her, it just gives her inspiration to run harder.
My dog ran around Petco for 10 minutes while store employees, other shoppers and myself tried to catch her.
This is my 3rd new bed
Food is not safe around Lucy. She will pull food off the counters and that is exactly what she did–she ate the bag and the homemade sourdough bread in the bag!