Someone’s on the naughty list….
We woke up this morning with a gaping hole in the fence and our 9 year old Golden Retriever, Roscoe, asleep on the couch – wet and stinking like seawater. Clearly someone busted out to go for a middle-of-the-night swim!
I just discovered the candy canes. They’re delish……… even the wrappers!
Hey, if you didn’t want me to eat them, you shouldn’t have hung them on the bottom of the tree.
(Now I’m just pretending to look ashamed.)
Gluing Back Together The Pieces of A Broken Heart: One quiet winter night our Bassets (Tommy & Nelson) decided to chase each other around the living room… a Mexican handmade glass mosaic heart, was the price to pay.
Guess he got a little tired of buzz that he had to go !!
Scout chewed through the commercial extension cord to our Christmas lights, shocking herself and tripping the GFCI.
I chased after Mom, caused a ten car back-up on a busy road, rode in an ambulance to the fire department, then rode in a squad car to the police department, and almost made it to animal control before Mom picked me up from jail all on one Saturday night.
Santa brought me this bunny for Christmas and the first thing I did was rip its ears off. Now Santa is crying.
I OFTEN SIT ON THE CAT TO GET CLOSER TO MY HUMANS
Homer is an avid counter surfer. His chocolate lab brother caught him and was barking at me as i walked by the kitchen. Then it hit me, i rushed into the kitchen to see the remains and a sated Homer liking his lips.