I pooped during the night (on the pee pad of course, I am a very civilized dog). I then crawled under the covers with my Auntie and left a big skid mark on her night shirt. She found it the next morning. Thanks for dog sitting me.
Banjo uses Aunties night shirt as T.P.
Henry is the sweetest dog in the world, but probably the worst dog in the world too. He eats anything and everything and destroys pretty much everything he comes into contact with. He ate an entire loaf of pumpernickel bread that he took off the kitchen counter. Nobody got any sleep that night. I’ve never smelled anything so awful. It’s a good thing he’s so cute!
My name is Lucky (AKA Senor Aldous Luxley the 1st). I am 9 years old.
I will sniff out cups of tea no matter where they are in the house and drink them dry. Then go back to sit on my ottoman where I attempt to look innocent.
My name is Colonel Barkers. I defy the laws of Physics.
My dog’s crate sits in a closet. Last night, he somehow got through the 4 inch gap between the wall and the crate while I was in the room watching Justified. I have no idea how he did it. His torso is 12 inches wide and his waist is 8 inches. He didn’t jump or climb over, because I would have heard that. I had to lift the whole crate out of there to get him out.