I stole and ate a chocolate croissant from the nice retired lady who looks after me when my mom is at work.
Thank you for bringing me home from the shelter. I will thank you by only eating your left shoes.
“Mom a chipmunk got up there and I was getting him out for you! Well at least I tried, but this chew toy is the strongest one ever!”
Bella has a bad habit of chewing up things we leave on our end tables. We have learned (the hard way) not to leave computer or camera cards on our tables.
Caption in the photo is:
I ATE THAT LITTLE SQUARE THINGY THAT DAD TAKES OUT OF HIS CAMERA AND STICKS INTO HIS COMPUTER. HE HAD TO BUY ANOTHER ONE. I ATE IT TOO.
What do you MEAN this door wasn’t built for me?
Perry is a 15 month old Jack Russell Terrier and mini Aussie cross. All through Puppy Class and Canine Good Citizen classes, I was encouraged to take him to agility- he will love it! Well not so much- I ended up having to crawl through a tunnel to encourage him to enter. It didn’t help he just gave a long bored sigh. Even if he is not agility material- he is cool!
Ate all the rotten tomatoes out of our garden and puked them up all over our beige carpet.
Cassie’s early morning surprise.
“I woke up my Mommy and Daddy by throwing up at 3:00 in the morning,
at the foot of their bed… under the sheets”
I’m Colbie, and I’m addicted to treats! I figured out how to open the cabinets in the kitchen, so now I go into the one under the drawer where they keep the treats, push it open from the inside, and climb in!
I rolled around in poop today (not my own.)
-Max, 4 years old