Posts Tagged: Corgi
Our Corgi, Lola, got caught digging in the mud, AGAIN! This is what we call the ‘ears of shame’… pinned back out of pure guilt.
“I harassed a skunk” says Milo, who doesn’t seem to be ashamed of his skunk stank. This is bath number 2 (of 3).
Our dog Boris loves coconut, so much so that the stole a bag of it and ate the whole thing, for days his poops looked like little rum balls!
I didn’t think mommy and daddy were coming home, so I ate the wall. Not sorry. – Tank
Fergus likes a nice roll in fresh chicken poop. Sometimes he even eats it.
We left the bedroom door open just once while at work. Jones, our 9 month old long haired corgi, was so glad he could help us out by killing our blanket. Well it was described as ‘ice cream’ when we bought it.
Jones also likes socks, tissues, underwear and any mail, junk or otherwise.
Watson likes to make me play fetch instead of the other way around. He hurls the ball as far underneath the couch as possible and starts growling. It starts off very quiet and gets louder the longer I ignore it. He always gets his way and I always retrieve the ball (like a good dog).
I ate one of my stitches. Now I’m a lamp.