My dog Riley is a pure bred Dutch Shepherd. A wonderful boy, but a rock eater.
Buford figured out how to open our kitchen refrigerator and he ate everything…except for the ranch dressing
We came home and left right away without spending time with the “princess.” She punished us…
Our girl Athena forgets about Personal Space concept! Well, she sits wherever she desires…
Violet really did NOT want her little sister to take her stuff AGAIN. So, she decided that maybe some time outside the fence was needed.
“This is me coming home from the groomer” : “This is me two hours later…I have no idea why Mom won’t let me back in”
This is Gwynne my 5 year old Westie. She keeps our groomer in business.
I pooped in the kitchen, and Mike stepped in it with his BARE FEET.
This is my sorry face.
Daddy knows the gate is supposed to stay shut, it is his fault Rocky pooped in the kitchen.
My name is “Ace,” but it should be “Diaper Thief.”
My dog, the poop addict.
I pooped in my dad’s hat!