My dog, Josie, skillfully reached up onto the counter and pulled down the lovely pumpkin spice bundt cake I had spent two hours the night before preparing for some friends of mine, and ate the entire thing – all while I was in the shower. She also refused to clean up the crumbs afterwards. Unbelievable.
Dad got a brand new wallet. I ate it 6 hours later… I also eat cat poop.
My name is Boozie and I am afraid of my new food bowls.
She did not touch food or water for two days after I bought her new elevated bowls because I read they were good for Boxers digestion and joints. She wanted her old bowls that used to belong to our goats.
My girlfriend does everything in her power, to save the corpse of Donald Trump’s rug as it leaves the behind of her loveable pug…
Sign says: I eat chicken poop in the backyard. Best chicken nuggets ever! “Shame” is not in my vocabulary. Maser gets along adorably well with his chicken sisters and doesn’t try to chase them anymore, but he refuses to stop eating the tasty ‘nuggets’ they leave around the backyard.
I didn’t want dad to get ahead of me in Game of Thrones, so I ripped up his book.
…winter is coming…
“I gave myself a therapeutic mud bath at the dog park. It felt GREAT!”
Our Havanese, Riley, ran straight for the one spot of mud at the park. He was quite proud if himself!
“I can’t sleep without bed in my mouth ~Willie/Dog “
I steal the trolls and take their clothes off! Then I chew off their noses!
iPad is now in bits thanks to a certain smelly yellow labrador