When I took my new rescued dog over to my boyfriend’s home for the first time, she snored so loudly he had sleep with headphones in. He is still my boyfriend to this day! ! appreciate him so much =)
I have been playing in the mud. I am not ashamed.
Lexie loves the mud. She usually doesn’t like to play all by herself, but a big storm is an exception. Here she is disappointed that I will not let her into the house after frolicking in the mud for an hour.
Yet another object falls to Dug’s teething activities!
Left her out of her crate for maybe an hour, came home to find she had torn the wallpaper off the wall!
Rocco, the pug, ran into the new neighbours’ house (they just moved in yesterday) and pooped on their floor. Welcome to the neighborhood!
I ate my little sister’s Birthday Present.
Although incredibly adorable, this little guy doesn’t have the best manners.
“I like to sneeze in my mom’s mouth when she yawns.”
Stupid cat tricked me again.
(The mule urine was equally bad as skunk spray. Shampoos were no good.)
Sign said: “I soaked myself in mule urine, my favorite perfume, just before attending a wedding. My human partner had to pour vinegar all over me to neutralize the odor.”
Oscar trying to play off that we found the bread bag he so coy-ly tried to stash under the couch
“I ate all the bread”