“Ask me about the hour-long, solitary jaunt I took around the block while my mom frantically looked for me on foot, on bike, and in the car!”
Shopkeep is in his rebellious phase
Posts By: Audra Williams
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, put it on dogshaming
Every day after work I take Stella into the woods next to our apartment for her nightly exercise. Three days in a row she decided to ignore me and instead roll in the most foul smelling animal carcass she could find. With dad working in Kansas, I had to bathe her in our tiny apartment bathroom every time she decided to do this. On the third night I decided to share with him our new nightly routine.
Let it Go, Can’t Hold it in Anymore
I left for the grocery store…gone 30 minutes. Mr. Wagner decided to break out of his crate, tear up several rolls of toilet paper and make “snow” for me. In every room of the house. Let it go?
WHO BOUGHT ONE-PLY?!?!?
My three month old puppy loves to get her teeth on that Charmin.
Dietary Indiscretion
Bailey couldn’t keep any food or water down for a whole weekend, lost two of his normal fourteen pounds, and got very dehydrated. On Sunday night, we got our explanation.
Will. Not. Escape. My. Gaze.
Whilst taking care of friend’s pooch, Esse, she’d NEVER stop staring at me. Yes, she was walked. Yes, I played with her. I guess she was dazzled by my beauty.
The Ear Buds didn’t fit me, so I ate them.
I noticed that Howie (half dachshund, half poodle) was oddly quiet — never a good sign — so I went to investigate and found him destroying my earphones. Last week he ate my FitBit. We have three dogs and absolutely no shortage of chew toys, but he goes out of his way (literally treating the house like an obstacle course to jump on counters, tables, etc) to find electronics and chew them up.
Sign Reads: These are all the chew toys I have in a 5 ft radius at the moment. But, I decided to chew on these.
I can do it by myself! Err…..
We were actually using the kids pool for our turtle. When we came home from a brief errand, we found our Husky puppy all wet and the pool torn apart. Our turtle is fine. Gotta go get a new one, or maybe we should get a few.
There’s a hole in my pocket, dear Vizsla
Sydney loves her treats…. So much that she stole these shorts from the laundry, took them under the bed, and ate every last crumb and then whole pocket out of my moms shorts!!!
You Scruffy Looking Nerfherder!
Mr. Growley (aka Mr. G) loves to eat Nerf darts. I usually don’t know he found one until… after. When I went to take this picture all I had to do was look in the couch for some evidence.
The sign says “I like to eat NERF darts so I can poop orange foam.” 🙂
