Poppy loves cat food…but cat food doesn’t love her.
Posts By: Audra Williams
Politically Incorrect
“I chewed on former President Bill Clinton’s Face.” – Dr. Meredith Greyhound
Dr. Meredith is very enamored with the former President. She just wanted to give him a little love nibble. On his face.
She’s a speed-reader
Dr. Lexi “Leave It!” Greyhound takes her reading very seriously. Among her favorite books is, appropriately, “Adopting the Racing Greyhound.” She loves this book so much she just had to eat it.
We’re even now
I didn’t like the dress mommy put me in, so I rolled in cow poop and ruined it!
Sophie doesn’t usually mind her outfits, but she just couldn’t resist the alluring smell of cow manure…
I object to your Ikea furniture
Left Penny out for a few hours while I went to class…she’s lucky I’m in college so that thing wasn’t expensive…
Batdog redecorates
I have an “Angry Pooper” on my hands. I’m fostering this adorable, sweet, pitbull who revenge poops when he doesn’t get his way. One of his worst was when he pooped on my space heater (when I wouldn’t let him up on my bed). But by far, the most notorious and destructive was when I came home to this today. To set the record straight you should know two things: I took him out just before I left, and yes, he is wearing the shower curtain as a cape because apparently he’s batdog.
The sign reads:
“My foster mom left me alone for 3 hours and because I get out of my crate, she left me in the bathroom with toys and treats…so I ‘RE-DECORATED’. My handy work includes: scratching up the door, tearing down the bars and shower curtain, tearing up the shower curtain and wearing it as a cape….and for a bonus: pooping in the tub!”
DogShaming does Timehop
One year ago Finn destroyed his first bed. Today, he showed us again how much he loves to shred his dog bed 🙂
Why are the cute ones always so disgusting?
I Havaneed…a need for poop
I like to eat goose poop off the sidewalk and then I wonder why I get a belly ache.
King Cake Crapfest
Yes, I ate the last of the Haydel’s king cake. Which was a present for my boy’s birthday and which my people had been rationing to make last. And which Junebug told me was tasty, so really she should be wearing a sign too.