While I was getting comfy for my nap, I dug a hole in the mattress protector. Then I created fluff. Then I shredded the fluff. Then momma made a sign. Then I shredded that too. Not sorry. Defiant as anything.
“I hold remote controls for ransom. (Payment in Milkbones preferred.)”
As proof that you can teach a dog bad habits by accident, Benny quickly learned that when he stole the remote control, we would trade it for treats. It took a long time (and 3 new remotes) to un-teach that one.
Just a reminder for those who aren’t familiar with our contest: Every Tuesday from now until Christmas, we’ll be posting a new caption-less Dog Shaming picture. It’s up to YOU to come up with the perfect shame sign! Get your creative juices flowing and come up with the funniest caption you can think of and by Friday we’ll announce the winner! You can tweet us, facebook us, or leave your comment below!
WINNERS WILL RECEIVE: 2 signed copies of Dog Shaming, 2 totes bags, and 4 Dog Shaming pins and markers. This way you get to keep a copy for yourself, but also you’ll also be able to cross your dog-loving friend or family member off your list!! Of course, if you can’t wait to get a free copy, you can always order your copy here!
Caption Contest Photo #2
Puppies are cute.. but then they’re not..
I woke Mommy up at 4am today with loud, blood-curdling screaming…..I got stuck in a pillow case and couldn’t find my way out. Mommy rescued me. She’s my hero <3
I love bubble wrap! – Lola
My “sweet” Winnie, a 7 month old puppy boxer/boston mix decided she’d help me get a head start on my new gardening project. I had left her in the car for approximately 60 seconds while I ran in and grabbed a shovel from the hardware store. It never occurred to me that she would or even could take that time to tear into a 25 lb bag of soil/manure and proceed to spread the ENTIRE bag all over my brand new car. Months later I’m still finding it in cracks of the car and needless to say, that new car smell never smelled quite the same again… Don’t be fooled by that sad face, she’s an unashamed little poopy monster!
Tape? Yeah alright, you caught me. I ate the tape…again. It got stuck in my fur and my mom has to cut it out with scissors.
There’s a homeless man my owners let stay in the church. He had some goodies…..I ate them.
“I hide my medicine in my beard.” Oliver (8 years old, JRT/Maltese/Yorkie) HATES taking his thyroid medicine. We have tried EVERYTHING to make him ingest the tiniest little pill. We thought we had him beat when we put the pills in small slices of hot dog, but we soon discovered that he was separating the meat from the pill in his mouth and pushing the pill into his beard to dispose of in his room later.