My name is Scout, and I know I’m young, but I know where I’m suppose to do my business, and yet, I continually do it where my mommy does her actual business: on the office rug, underneath the desk. I’m not sorry.
Monthly Archives:: December 2012
Matilda lets the big ginger cat, who lives in the house behing us, bully her. Yesterday he chased her across the garden and she had to cower by the back door until rescued. She is ashamed on behalf of her whole species.
I embarrass my mom at the dog park because I hump all the other dogs. Boys and girls, I’m not picky.
Bailey is a naughty little Chapstick eater! She steals Chapstick tubes in the middle of the night, hides them and then eats them leaving only remnants of plastic in a pile on the floor.
I chew everything, even non-destructible toys. I also sit like a chicken. Shelby
Sadie thinks that if she can’t be tall then neither can her mom. Poor heels!
Sometimes I like my Dad to hold me like a little tiny baby.
Mack – the 65 lb Lab
Lucky is a 3-legged Corgi/Staffordshire mix. He watches the water beast that dwells in the pool (the cleaning Polaris). If she ever decides to leave her underwater dwelling and attack us all, Lucky will be ready to protect his family. Until then…. he’s watching. Be scared Polaris, be very, very afraid.
my german shepherd Liberty loves to eat horse poop and you can smell her from 10 feet away
My husband and I worked hard on making a sculpey ornament with Dash’s paw print in it. The next day, I came home and she had chewed it up and broke off the part it is to be hung by. All she had to do was say “No, I don’t want you to remember me forever.”