She finally ripped her bears heart out, the bears devastated 🙁
“I Ate My Humans Research Project, Help!!”
My teenage human is conducting scientific research on the personality traits of dog owners and parents. Please help him by taking his survey, as a bonus you’ll learn your personality type!
Editor’s note: Austin is a Junior in High School participating in this year’s science fair. This is what he had to say about his project: “I’m trying to determine if parents and dog owners possess similar personality traits. I’m challenging the belief that ‘you should get a dog before you have a child because it will prepare you for parenthood.’ My belief is that people who genuinely want to take care of and love a dog naturally possess good traits for parenthood.”
Please take a minute to fill out Austin’s survey and help out a fellow dog shaming fan! IN THE NAME OF SCIENCE!
Our dog Daisy is cute, white and fluffy. She also loves rolling in mud puddles. The fun comes to an end when it’s bath time.
“My mom wasn’t sure if she wanted to throw away this yoga mat, so I helped her make the decision!”
Sparky wasn’t happy that she got locked up while mom and dad were at church. She could just reach the yoga mat enough to destroy it! She has destroyed way too many things! One would think mom and dad would learn to keep things away from the gate.
I came home to find my lovely yellow lab grabbed my FIRST positive pregnancy test off of the bathroom counter and chewed it into pieces. He was pretty proud of himself, and made it clear he wants to be an only child.
“I refuse to play with my toys and prefer to dig up Mom’s shag carpet when she’s not home.”
There’s now a bald spot in the carpeting. A rather noteworthy one at that. Despite my best efforts to conceal and protect the offending area, Lucy continues to attack the most vulnerable portion of the rug. Her stuffed squirrel, however, remains unscathed…a mere witness to the crime.
“I throw my bibs on the ground….”
“And I poop on them.”
Our 1 year old hates to wear a bib at any meal so she throws them in the ground and our shih tzu poops on the, :/
My name is Olaf. I hate frozen figurines. I have eaten Elsa, snacked Hans’ hands, and used Anna’s feet to floss my teeth. Sven, Olaf, and Kristoff have been saved from my mouth but don’t worry. I will get them. I will.
I’m Toby. I think I’m a 10lb lap-dog. I am not. I am an 85lb not-lap-dog. You’re welcome.
Gordy will knock over the trash to find any trace of human food. Like a giant batch of stale scones.