little mafia dog wanted some concrete shoes.
Little Mafia Dog Wanted Some Concrete Shoes

little mafia dog wanted some concrete shoes.
My name is Polo (aka Polar Bear), but today I thought I was a Panda Bear so I ate the bamboo plant.
I like to give momma kisses when she’s doing yoga so she can’t breathe! Yay downward dog!
-Callie
Mocha, the ever flatulent chocolate lab.
I hate the beach.
CJ ate exactly 1/2 of a brand new, never worn, pair of boots. “Mom got these boots just in time to wear on her 1st date with a really cute girl. She said they are $265 boots…I say they are delicious!!”
I love my dad so much I pee on him!
I eat pencils. Any color, any size. Even the eraser.
Partners in crime: Watson (left) has a taste for socks, so we don’t leave them out where he can get them. Mesa (right) fishes them out of the laundry and smuggles them to the puppy. Sneaky kitty.
I am a waffle ninja (& so NOT ashamed)—Goodman
PS- You have never seen a 115 lb dog be so silent and sneaky. Waffles disappear one by by one…