I puked in the roommate’s (carpeted) room because I love him the most. He lets me on the couch. You’re welcome. Love, Caroline
Crunch and his non breathing girlfriend.
I have never dressed up one of my dogs…my youngest son convinced me to buy this costume from Target. She has had it on twice and I have laughed very hard each time! My oldest son and his girlfriend carved pumpkins today and put them on the front porch. I look out the back window and see my costume clad lab licking the pumpkin! And voila!
I was heading to a friend’s costume-themed bachelorette dressed up as Snow White. I was walking out the door when i saw a black smudge in the carpet and realized i was also missing my tube of eyelash glue. Luca, our labrador who eats everything was licking his lips, which is always the give away. The whole family followed him around for two hours until he puked.
I learned that Cliff Bars look the same “going out” as they do “going in”!
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.”