Look, I found your underwear… that I’d hidden. Clyde loves to sneak into our bedroom and steal underwear and socks – she’s obsessed!
I am SO not supposed to be here, and I know it.
This is considered by some to be a delicacy
Oh naughty Beast, the sign is already torn to shreds on the floor.
Sign reads: My name is Beast and I can’t stop scratching Mama and Papas nice, new things! I’m lucky they love me so much!
She has no shame.
I love fresh market basil…got my hands on an entire bag!
We left for vacation for ten days, and while we were gone our pet fox Gizmo managed to sneak his leash away from the kennel staff and eat it.
Leroy likes to eat anything that hits the floor…dryer sheets, toys, and now Play-doh. The good news is, it’s non-toxic. The bad news is, he had just eaten dinner…
Daddy interrupted me by reaching down to pet me. Little did he know
The kids and the dog have been playing nicely until this morning when something very inappropriate happened between our lab, Brady, and my children’s latex bouncy donkey; and I only know because my children showed me how Brady was pushing the donkey around.
“I tackle children… And eat their ice cream. -Jango.” Today, Jango tackled a potential new client’s kid and ate an ice cream cone right out of his hand. Needless to say, I didn’t get the job. And Jango doesn’t seem to care one bit. Doesn’t he know where his kibble comes from?