I can sleep anywhere on the bed, but I choose Mom’s pillow. With my butt in her face. I HAVE NO SHAME.
Posts Tagged: Brussels Griffon
I stole a whole bag of treats while my parents were out and then couldn’t stop farting all night.
Banff loves to eat my shoes. She only ever eats mine and never eats my boyfriend’s shoes!
I steal pacifiers.
“I’m perfect…But I’m so bad my parents bought a pet insurance policy!”
Our white terrier rescue Ozzie has been perfect from day one, but our second rescue Griff managed to eat a pack of sugar free gum, a three pound bag of chocolate chips, a caffeine pill, a bottle of xanax, an entire box of treats, a bag of protein powder – and much more all within a few months! After thousands in vet bills, we installed a very secure kitchen gate and wised up and insured (both) these pups. He’s not even a little sorry – but we love that ugly mug anyway!
Every time Alfie has been naughty and he knows he is going to get into trouble as soon as we walk over to him he rolls onto his back and gives us those puppy eyes. He gets away with everything we can’t bare to tell him off could you tell off that cute little face?
In Spain, dogs are not allowed on most beaches. A few days ago, me and my family spent a few days in the coast, and the first day we went for a dip, had to leave our dog Morris, the six year old adopted wiener-mix, in the apartment.
When we came back, we found out that Morris had done this.
After that, we were forced to find a beach that allowed dogs, and take with us our furry fellow, absolutely everywhere!
I see dead things. Then I roll in them. I’m Sydney, a Brussels Griffon Pug mix. If you have anything dead in your yard, let me know. I can roll in it for you. This is my third bath this month. I think. I don’t know, because I lost count. I hate baths, but I love rolling in foul-smelling dead things more.
Zachy checks all the parcels that are left by the mailman. He provides a very thorough service.
Lacey, our Brussels Griffon, seems to find all the fun, chewy cords…