We keep our puppy in a crate when we’re not home – for GOOD reason. Today I came home from work to a dog with her ears back in her crate with the door open…uh oh. During the course of 4 hours my beautiful Boston terrier decided to go through every trash receptacle she could get to and tear up the contents, but the cherry on top? The damage of our new (very expensive) area rug that we had to replace after she destroyed the first one. We decided to rename her Houdini.
I have 2 acres of garden, but I choose to poo in the courtyard at the front door.
“I wanted table scraps so badly, I killed the MacBook to get to them… Mom isn’t happy…” – Holly
Now I can’t work from home, or work at all. It’s a good thing she’s so cute.
I quietly took a $9 block of parmigiano reggiano cheese out of the grocery bag and ate it while my mom was assembling ingredients to make lasagna.
We came home from a family trip to Hawaii to find our wood blinds destroyed. Our 7 year old Bulldog, Paisan was NOT happy that we left him with a sitter.
I was a good boy when I ***tried*** to hold my diarrhea until I got outside. I was a BAD BOY when I ate it.
Bell went and played in the dirt right after her bath 🙁 She was very ashamed.
The picture says it all. Unfortunately, I don’t think this will be the last time…
Ellie: Trash Party of One
Once the family leaves, I decide to throw trash parties anywhere there are open trash cans around the house.
Hogan’s devoted best friend, Jeff, teaches history at Westminster College in Salt Lake City – Hogan goes to college and hangs out in Jeff’s office every day!
When they popped over to the Dean of Students’ house for a visit, Hogan got overly excited in expressing his joy at seeing the little mistress of the house, Daisy.
Hogan is a great dog we found injured and malnourished as a puppy in the parking lot at Monument Valley.