I ate my girl’s favourite stuffed animal, Tot the Turtle.
Edie’s only 7 months old, but she’s already an over-achiever. She’s taking “the dog ate my homework” to new levels…
Sign reads ‘I ate a piece of banana that was still attached to the bunch…peel and all.’
Jordan is not allowed on the couch. She apparently thought she would look like a pillow on the couch and would not be noticed. Sign says “I am not allowed on the couch. I will blend right in and not be noticed. I am not ashamed.”
I humped my foster brothers head……and I let her
I got fixed, licked the stitches until they dissolved, had to go to the vet to get it stapled and get a cone of shame.The most shameful thing is that I have to wear a bandaid because I can still lick the staples.
I enjoy eating stink bugs! (Then watching my hoomans retch and pass out from my gas) 🙂
Otis, the Labrador, tears apart a new down-filled throw pillow. Feather bonanza ensues.
While my husband and I were running errands, our dog decided it would be a good idea to eat some chapstick.
Some random man walked into mine and mommy’s apartment by accident. I didn’t bark until he left and was gone for 30 seconds. Some guard dog I am.
Sorry (not really) mom,