We came home from the store today to this little mess. Sweet Pea somehow figured out how to unwrap Peppermint Hershey’s Kisses and had herself a nice little treat while we were gone. Thankfully it was white chocolate so we didn’t worry about her, but we did ask, brilliant or naughty?
Posts Tagged: Poodle
I hate it when my person sticks me in my crate! So, one day I waited for her to arm the alarm and go to work. Then, I attacked the glass water bottle hanging on my crate until it fell on the floor, shattering into lots of sharp pieces. Boy, did that thing make a loud noise! It set off the alarm’s glass break detector and about 30 minutes later, the cops showed up. My person received a huge false alarm fine! She had to go to alarm school. Serves her right!
Javi’s daddy never gets to sleep in for too long, before Javi wakes him up by doing the mountain crawl on his side.
“The hedgehog started it, mommy.” Molly never lets the toy win.
My name is Sawyer. I don’t understand why my humans keep putting shoes in my sleeping basket so I take them out and sleep in it anyway.
“Even though I weigh four pounds and only have three legs, I will still find a way to dominate the entire sofa.” This is Sophia, a 10-year old poodle available for adoption through Luna’s House, in Edgewood, MD. Sophia loves to snuggle up on the couch all day. She only has three-legs from an accident earlier in her life, but that does not slow her down. She is a very small dog, so she would do best in an adult-only home with other small or well-behaved dogs. Sophia is currently in foster care where there are two other dogs. She spends most of her time following her foster mom around or snuggled up in her arms. Sophia would love a snuggle buddy to call her own! Here is her profile.
I was caught digging in the garden now I need a bath.
Brick spends his days with me at my yarn shop. He loves playing in the windows and watching people go by. Some of my customers informed me, when they walked out at closing, that he had left a present in the tissue paper grass of the window display. But now that he’s potty trained, and we have a lidded trash can, he’s an exemplary Shop Dog.
“This umbrella was for me, right?”
Every so often, Harris decides to chew up something random…a book, a new sweater, a pair of scissors. Today it was my favorite umbrella 🙁
I’m a bad girl. I ruined my mom’s flip flop 🙁