I roll around in princess dresses until I get one on. I like to feel fancy.
Sawyer is sulking because I told him not to chew on his new Fourth of July. In the month he’s been with me since he was rescued from a high-kill shelter, he’s been caught chewing on clothes, socks, and one night chewed a hole in the sheet that had fallen partially onto the floor where he sleeps.
I pee on other dogs.
This morning I got Barney, my running partner, fellow Weimaraner and best mate.
I was sitting on the couch working on a law school outline. Dixie jumped on my lap and puked immediately after, all over my computer.
I used to have a blog in which my Bacon went on travels with me. Cleo I guess enjoyed Bacon more than the blog.
I trash-can dive when no one is looking!!
300 piece puzzle. Make that 295!
Rosie Lucky Bee Evans
Harry got a little rambunctious on a trip to Wal-Mart. Bad service puppy bit through his leash and ran after a Wal-Mart employee who was scared of dogs. Service etiquette is a work in progress.
I rolled in crap and have the nerve to act angry when my Dad is giving me a bath.
When we take Louie out for a walk in the cold weather he fakes an injury to his leg to get carried back home. He does not like the cold.