Xena’s owners say: “We heard the noise from the living room and went to investigate. We walked in on this and as I scolded her, she gave me a,” Okay, but did you make it snow?” look. She has no shame. When she was done, she just jumped off the bed like it was no one’s business, tracking little white feathers as she went. She is the epitome of spoiled rotten.”
I pooped in the lobby at the vet today
“Plastic” Surgery needed for this American Girl Doll!
Lucy, that is not what “button mashing” means!
The corned beef was too irresistible. My 4-year perfect record wasn’t worth it anymore. Now my family is hungry, but I’m not.
(Signed with a paw print) Father Jack
Note from family: He’ll be moved to another parish over this.
Today, against his better judgement, my human let me out of the crate for a crazy run. I was so happy that I ran once around the room and then jumped up on the bed so I could pee all over it. What made this extra fun for everyone was that there was a house showing that afternoon.
I play football with dog biscuits on a wooden floor at 3am when my parents are trying to sleep.
No matter where we put our sunglasses, Titan seems to find them and enjoy them as a nice chew toy. He loves sunglasses!
This is our bullmastiff, Maggie. Behind her is our new house, which we moved into two weeks ago. Also behind her is the printer toner she decided to play with yesterday.
Bad Maggie. Bad, bad Maggie…