When I sleep I get so relaxed I fart. I smell so bad I made my little human throw up all over her bed. They are silent but violent.
I ate my bed.
We keep our puppy in a crate when we’re not home – for GOOD reason. Today I came home from work to a dog with her ears back in her crate with the door open…uh oh. During the course of 4 hours my beautiful Boston terrier decided to go through every trash receptacle she could get to and tear up the contents, but the cherry on top? The damage of our new (very expensive) area rug that we had to replace after she destroyed the first one. We decided to rename her Houdini.
I have 2 acres of garden, but I choose to poo in the courtyard at the front door.
“I wanted table scraps so badly, I killed the MacBook to get to them… Mom isn’t happy…” – Holly
Now I can’t work from home, or work at all. It’s a good thing she’s so cute.
I quietly took a $9 block of parmigiano reggiano cheese out of the grocery bag and ate it while my mom was assembling ingredients to make lasagna.
We came home from a family trip to Hawaii to find our wood blinds destroyed. Our 7 year old Bulldog, Paisan was NOT happy that we left him with a sitter.
I was a good boy when I ***tried*** to hold my diarrhea until I got outside. I was a BAD BOY when I ate it.
Bell went and played in the dirt right after her bath She was very ashamed.
The picture says it all. Unfortunately, I don’t think this will be the last time…