My mom sent this to me after she arrived home this afternoon from work. I feel like the image more or less speaks for itself.
Posts Tagged: dogshaming
I came home to an empty box of tissues and this little face. Scully, what’s your excuse?
“I tore apart my bed…AGAIN!! Mom says ‘no more nice beds for me’. -Kahle”
Kahle seems to think she is too good for her $75 bed.
Sooo I get a little excited for our Amazon Prime packages.
Jazzy eats mystery poop then waits until midnight to throw up on the bedroom rug.
I stole a brand new can of Pringles from mom’s work bag. I chewed through the can and ate half of the chips. I am NOT sorry.
I decided it would be a GREAT idea to begin training for my marathon run by squeezing through a fence and running away from my 2 fools. I was only able to go a 1/2 mile before they cornered me 🙁 It’s a ruff life.
Our 4 month old Golden Retriever ate an entire footlong Subway sandwich while we were out front with a customer at our store.
I let my parents dog-sit for me and I specifically said no human food! I get this picture the first night he was there. Charlie was not sorry.
His sign: guess who got to eat steak tonight. Yes it was me!
I ate the couch when my family left the house.