I steal things from the kitchen counter and take them to the backyard to eat in “private.” I ran away before my mom could make a real sign. Tyra, age 9.
Posts Tagged: Boxer
It wasn’t me
Mom & Dad are so proud.
“My mom is head over heels for me (literally) thanks to my fear of all wheels (bikes, skates and scooters).” As of today add to that list shopping carts. And as a side note NONE of these wheels are actually moving, just laying on the sidewalk.
Hey, I thought it was Blue Raspberry!!!!
Sarge knows the difference, but it doesn’t stop him.
Hi, I’m Mason and I think baseboards are yummy!
Buster the Baby Kisser
Ozzie is in so much trouble. That was brand new mascara!
I like to make sure my parents never get their security deposits back