My name is Abby….the bad seed
I gnawed open a new bottle of fish oil capsules and ate every one of them. Then I puked and pooped them in mom & dad’s bedroom all night long.
I Love the Smell of Fish Barf in the Morning
Posts By: Audra Williams
The Sesame Street Killer
Our Chocolate Lab, Abby. She has the habit of chomping our daughters Sesame Street characters if the family leaves home together – but without her.
“My family left without me, so I killed Elmo.
Can’t Catch me I’m the Gingerbread Dog!
I broke my daddy’s trust and ran away when he he turned around. Then when my mommy was running to try and save me from the busy street, I acted like I didn’t know who she was. Now daddy is mad and mommy had an asthma attack. So I’m in jail for the rest of my life…
Thank God after this she learned her lesson and doesn’t even pass our driveway now 🙂
Adding Insult to Injury
“My sister broke her leg & I killed her get well soon toy #sorrynotsorry” My poor 9 year old female doxie broke her leg after a hard fall from the couch and my 5 year old male doxie got jealous of of her new toys, treats, and all the attention she was getting. So in his jealous rage he decides to destroy her new toy and leave the fuzzy pieces all over the living room for us to clean up and know how unhappy he was.
I am the new Decorator!
Tugboat had some new found freedom and did not handle it very well!
No Remorse
Finley ate the cleaner’s flip flop and she had to go home barefoot in the rain.
Birthday Ruiner
Celebrating my birthday on my own with my kids at their Uncle’s and my hubby away. I bought myself a very fancy, very expensive, cupcake for one. Butch got to it first. He didn’t leave a single crumb. Grrrr.
Creative Toy Replacement
Even though we have a million toys, we like to get creative!
-Sailor & Kona
Trifecta Terri
Sign reads: “Buried a rawhide chew in a planter. Not even remotely sorry.” Well, it appears that Terri is on a roll!
On Wednesday, she rolled in something unspeakably foul while on a walk with me and a friend. I spent ages shampooing her clean. On Wednesday night, she horked up all over the sofa. And on Thursday, she dug up a planter to bury a rawhide bone, and then tracked dirt all over the house and onto the bed (less than half an hour after I had washed the floors and changed the sheets). For a dog, this is surely the Trifecta of naughtiness! It is a good thing that Terri is actually a very sweet girl and we love her so much!
I’m Floored, Again.
Lucy just can’t learn her lesson. She can go out the dog door to poop but she just can’t help herself and poops on the floor.
