My Granddog got into the pistachios while we slept. The smaller dog can’t get up on the sofa to get on the coffee table to get into any trouble.
I tore through two layers of plastic to get to a loaf of bread – which I ate.
I am a bad girl.
I also eat out of the litter box.
I left 36 sugar cookies on the table to cool so we could decorate them. I came back with the frosting to find 10 3/4 cookies. BAD. DOG.
Hank likes to get into his little sister’s room and pee in her bed. He has done it 3 times in the past 2 months.
12 years old, still eating garbage
The tin foil is supposed to deter our three dogs from sleeping on the “good” furniture and it does work for the Dobie. Dude, on the other hand, is not scared by a little piece of tin foil and makes himself quite at home on the back of the cushions. He’s never sorry for squishing the cushions.
Shasta is my darling 8 month old foster puppy…who got a little to intense playing with my bunny plushie.
Ironically she is very loving towards my real bunnies.
Moose was mad that I left him for an hour to go to the gym. So he decided to join Team He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
Bruce has an acquired taste for Chapstick..cherry is his favourite flavour.
My son left his bedroom door open when he went to school, and Percy helped himself to the hermit crab food.