We were packing up to leave our apartment in Paris after a fun weekend with the dogs. When I came in from loading the car I couldn’t find Enzo. He had crept out the skylight and slid down and got caught in the gutter. So scary for both of us but with a happy ending! I wish I could attach another photo or 2 because it was quite an event!
Sign reads: “Do you want to send me back yet??”
My husband came home to find the $50 gift certificate given to me from my boss for my birthday, carefully ripped into 3 pieces. It was up on a bookshelf, by the way.
(Mugga was adopted, hence the reference to ‘sending him back’)
And the vet asks my mom if I ever chew on metal! I’ll get that lizard one day and then maybe I’ll stop chewing the down spout.
My mom had just taken the bacon out to cook it and ran to go potty. I saw my chance and ate it all!!! 16 ounces of fat salty goodness….. Soon to be fat salty poop or puke.
Now no one can play with the ball.
Who are you rooting for to win the superbowl: Seahawks or Patriots? (Here at dogshaming, we’re only into it for the puppy bowl.)
I like to run around really fast and blast my head into the drywall. Then eat the chips that fall off. -Al
Roman, Great Dane-Hound, attacked yet another pillow. This one…mom’s favourite.
He always poops on beds, mattresses, and pillows 🙁 his brother never stops him but always runs to tell us what’s going on.
My dog Cody —“I like to stick my nose up the cat’s butt; and lick the dog’s wiener as often as I possibly can. And then I want to kiss Mom. “
I chewed through my leash so now I won’t be going for any more walks.