For shame, dog. For shame.
I get jiggy…with my bed.
Happy National Dog Day, everyone!!
I stole food out of my mama’s purse.
“I like to eat my Mommy’s hair so my poop comes out like sausages.”
Sometimes all of Trudy’s poops are connected…and sometimes the the hair gets stuck…
Enzo refuses to poop when it rains. He will hold it until he can’t wait any longer.
right off the table
He hates remote controls almost as much as he hates The Dog Whisperer. Don’t let the sad look fool you, he doesn’t feel bad, he looks like that all the time.
The worst part is that you never know until you lay your head on the pillow.