Rudy made the naughty list. He ate barbie arms, ate my daughter’s food off her dinner plate while she was eating it, ruined a new library book, and peed on us while we were in bed. Yep, all in 24 hours! Way to go, Rudy! You are the man!
Once in a while my dog just can’t help but get up on the couch when we are at work. He forget’s that we sit there too.
“Run, run, as fast as you can Mr. Gingerbread man…I’ll still catch you…and destroy you.”
Max is always proud of his “kills” and the speed with which he can remove a squeaker from any toy. He likes to leave the fluff and “carcasses” scattered throughout the house. He decided to really get in the Christmas spirit by destroying his gingerbread man.
I’m Indie, I am usually quite clever, but today, for my Mums birthday, I thought she might like to clean up thousands of bean bag balls. I was wrong.
Don’t let my cuteness fool you. I broke out of my kennel today and tore up ALL the toilett paper in the house! It was fun! I feel no shame. – Sophie
While my human was outside grilling the hamburgers, I ate the buns off the counter. So they had to have bun-less hamburgers for dinner.
My excuse is that I am pregnant, and eating for seven. Or eight. Or more.
My counter-surfing lab sure put a dent in dinner…
This is Dexter and he makes me feel dumb for buying him a $20 indestructible toy that he destroyed in 20 minutes.
I pooped in my kennel, stepped in it, then trailed it all over the apartment while my mommy was cleaning my bedding. I am very ashamed. -Gus the Wonder Beagle
P.S. Note the poop trail I made en route to the tub.
If I can’t wear Victoria’s Secret, then Mommy can’t either!