Background cat makes dog out to be the patsy

Bodie decided to finish the chips while everyone was gone.

Posted on October 18th, 2014

Pawsive Resistance

“I am too lazy to jump into the back of the car”
Tucker is 1 year old and uses the technique of playing dead whenever he doesn’t want to do something. Even though he can jump up into the low Prius, he refuses to do it voluntarily and prefers to place his front paws up and then have his rear paws lifted up. When I don’t cooperate he plays dead and poor poodle Scarlett has to wait impatiently while I try to move him from his passive protest position.”

Posted on October 17th, 2014

Bottoms Up

I nip at my Mom & Dad’s behinds when I want to play.

Posted on October 17th, 2014

Garfield is a female beagle

Half a pan of Lasagna unguarded on the dining table.

Posted on October 17th, 2014

Beware of the “Fartler”

I fart and startle myself. Fart + Startle= “Fartle”. I’m a Fartler! Dolly tries his best to take a nap but is always awoken by the trumpeting of his own rear end which always wakes him with a startle. We coined the term “Fartle” for him because he does it constantly!

Posted on October 16th, 2014

Taking it past cute and straight into awkward

Our lovely 4 yr old Parson Russell Terrier, Hope, is a cuddle bug. Once she’s comfortable on your lap she will start to slowly lick you in the same spot over & over & over & over. One morning she licked my leg while I was in the shower causing me to scream & fall. We love our lickin’ fool

Posted on October 16th, 2014

Wedding Gifts

Hambone helped receive our mail today. Bad dog!

Posted on October 16th, 2014

Take another little pizza my heart

Mom made the mistake of placing the pizza box in the back. So I just helped myself to a piece. Not ashamed. Love, Tut.

Posted on October 16th, 2014

You should BEE in class!

I always know when Mom needs to be somewhere on time, so that’s when I cause the most trouble. Today, I tried to eat a bee right before Mom left for class. I spat it out. It was yucky.

Posted on October 16th, 2014

Post-Canadian-Thanksgiving meat sweats

I made a turkey wrap for my husband’s lunch, walked away for a few seconds and Chance, aka the blond haired thief, stole it and ate it! He at least looks sorry.

The sign says, I ate my dad’s turkey wrap my mom made for his lunch. Snatched it right off the counter.

Posted on October 15th, 2014

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