I’m Millie, when I was sent to the yard because I ate soiled baby tissues. I escaped and tried to make it the 3 blocks to Grandmas house where I assume Grandma will give me all the soiled tissues I desire. Sadly, my Dad, in his underwear, caught me before I got run over by a car.
I have now progressed to eating tissues fresh out of the box.
If Tucker was human, he’d be that spoiled rich kid who has everything and appreciates nothing. I came home from yoga to find the laces of my runners completely destroyed. It’s not like I don’t take him for walks or anything by the way he acts. Sheesh! Now I have to walk the trail in flip flops until I can replace the laces!
Getting ready for school for my rescue boxer banyan. It’s for dogs with some issues. She’s from the streets of LA & ended up in a high kill shelter! Now she’s living large & getting some better manners. She has two Rhodesian ridgeback brothers & we love her!!!
I refuse to walk home on a leash. I prefer to ride in style. This is our neighbours dog, Morgan, who comes over to play. When it is time to go home she lays down and won’t move. This is the only way we can take her home.