The sad part is that the kitten was on the other side of a screen door. It just hissed and clawed at the screen, and Steinbeck fell down and started crying. He was traumatized for a day. Not a scratch on him…
A Kitten Beat Me Up
Yearly Archives:: 2014
The only pair of Wellingtons that don’t like the rain
It’s raining so I think it’s perfectly fine to do my business inside the house.
-Wellington
I ran out of reading material
Tompkins wasn’t happy to be left in the bathroom.
I am a terrible Scott
“My name is Kaylie (after ceilidh traditional dancing) and I am a terrible Scottish dog. I am scared to death of Bagpipes. My family can’t take me to local and national events because there are always pipe bands. I also can’t go for walks in the city centre because I like to howl at everyone wearing tartan or playing bagpipes. I hate Michael Bublé at Christmas time (sorry, not sorry) and hate mummy’s favourite tv show ‘Eastenders’ theme song”
I love my adorable beagle. She is now almost 4 years old and is my first dog. I couldn’t have asked for a more loveable, hilarious addition to the family. She is wearing her Xmas jumper in the photo with a thought bubble (had no pens to write on paper, all chewed) that says ‘I really hate Eastenders and Michael Bublé but I especially hate BAGPIPES’
Let’s Couch this Issue Until After I get my Presents
Titus decided that it would be a good idea to eat the couch…this was his punishment.
The wall needed a fresh coat of paint, and by paint, I mean drool.
I came home from work to discover that Sophie had started remodelling the kitchen. She now has a crate – which she also tries to destroy. Somehow I still love her.
My Dog Ate Your Homework
“My mom’s a teacher so naturally I ate her students’ homework. #mydogateyourhomework -Arizona”
This is your punishment for giving me the cone!
Dolls are creepy, okay?
Lulu climbed a wall to get this heirloom off the dismember it. I told my sons it was the only irreplaceable item in the house. We call her Lulu the Eviscerator.
Still naughty after all these years!
Guess who ate the 5 lbs bag of flour!
Not your usual grandma’s cookies
“I thought the brown things in the cat box were treats, so I ate them. (At least Grandma doesn’t have to clean the cat box now.) love, Teddy”
My sister caught him the first time, and we weren’t sure he actually ate anything out of the cat box. But the second time we were sure… He was licking his lips and had cat litter in his front teeth. Gross!
