My husband was fired, I made him a celebration cake. Homer Griffin counter surfed at 2:00 am and devoured it.
Posts Tagged: Labrador Retriever
I was upset about having to be in the basement with another dog and not with the humans, so I pooped and wiped my rear on the stairs.
My name is Ellie. I heard that raw eggs are good for my coat! So I ate not 1, not 2, or 3,4,5,6,7, but 8! Shells and all! Now I have putrid farts and have to stay outside.
My parents slept in. What else do I need to make pancakes?
PS Just trying to help.
My dad left for work very early morning and my mom was still asleep upstairs. So I ate the couch in order to spend more time with mom before she left me for work too.
I don’t care what Goldilocks says, the third bed was not just right!
“I won’t let my mom get any work done.” Mia doesn’t seem to realize that if she let me finish my work, instead of inserting hundreds of ///////////////////s into my emails with her chin, we could go for a walk.
“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.