Sometimes my lips leak. Ruby can’t stop the flow of drool when she is near some one eating.
Tiki only looks sad because she doesn’t like the sign around her neck. The look on her face post-cat-vomit snacking? Pure bliss.
Wanted to see out of all the windows..so I sat on my brother. I am a jerk.
Our American Bulldog, Grimm, has some interesting ways of relaxing.
This is Peggy. The one dog poop appreciation pup!
“I got into the garbage while mom was at work. -Gerome”
I know Gerome isn’t ‘technically’ a dog, but after he got into the garbage twice and chewed through two iPod chargers all in one week I think it’s clear he’s having a feline/canine identity crises.
My name is Sophie, and I enjoy playing in mud after I take my bath.
My Corgi Sophie, decieded she liked being dirty instead of being clean!
It’s true, the bigger the dog, the more they smell! This one is finally getting a bath.
My name is Walter, and I have a problem. I love to chew my daddy’s hats!!!
Scenario: On the way to the dog park you stick a treat in your pocket for the furry little bastard. You promptly forget about aforementioned treat. Until. The following day. You discover your pants are missing a pocket, the wet and slobbery remains rent and shredded, the treat mysteriously missing.