Our sweet little monkey girl is so gentle and kind…except to Grandma whom she barks at relentlessly for no apparent reason. Sassy!
Ruckus (yes, that’s his name) got scared over a cat with a cone of shame on our bike ride (and soooo close to home). He instantly cut in front of the bike causing me to screech to a halt and still manage to run into him a bit. In the process, I flipped on my bike and landed on my side. I came out with scrapes and bruises, while he came out with a loss in his pride. But look at that smug face!
I adopted 8 year old Dixon last July. I swore I would help this chunky dog lose weight and be healthy! Well, after trying him on several different high end dog foods and getting only 1/4 cup morning and night, Dixon has GAINED weight and is now 18lbs. I think he has a secret stash of Twinkies…
Manny is a serial knicker-nibbler.
Harley stole my box of “always” pads!
I ate this box. And the box inside this box. And the solar charger inside the box inside this box. I am a solar powered puppy.
When I poop in the house, I bark at it so Mom picks it up.
“I ate two double cheeseburgers and a large fry off the kitchen table, and I am very sorry…but they were great!” -Bailey
I am afraid of boxes and garbage bags. I pee on the floor when either gets too close. Cassie
Elvis Pretzel (on the right) has outgrown the chewing and tearing up phase, but with the recent addition of puppy Tiny Dancer to the family, he’s up to his old shenanigans again. Instigators, these two, and partners in crime! They ripped up today’s WSJ, which we hadn’t even gotten the chance to read yet! So rude!