My name is Oscar and I pooped on an apple on the kitchen counter. It might have been to trick my humans or just because I had to go. Either way my human wasn’t very happy.
An apple a day keeps the…eww!!

My name is Oscar and I pooped on an apple on the kitchen counter. It might have been to trick my humans or just because I had to go. Either way my human wasn’t very happy.
“I wake my moms up by licking their butt cracks” – Eycess 1 year old Pitbull.
Wrigley peed on the balcony and it dripped down on to the neighbour’s table.
After a rough day at work–a Friday, no less–I came home to find that my Huckleberry had torn down a solidly locked baby gate, ripped through the garbage can (containing five days of coffee grinds) and pulled baking flour out of the cabinet. When he gets mischievous, my nephews change his name from Huckleberry to “Suckleberry.”
We compete over everything. My humans attention, who can eat the fastest, who can listen better. We also must mark the same spot at the same time! My human always has to watch us so we don’t get daily baths.
I peed in the house today. Please leave me in my prison.
I roll in strange dog poo!
Whenever Fannie comes across strange dog poo in her own yard, so just can’t help herself.
Our Corgi, Lola, got caught digging in the mud, AGAIN! This is what we call the ‘ears of shame’… pinned back out of pure guilt.
I found 9 month old Bart the boxer on the couch like this. When I asked if he had any idea what happened to the green paint brush, he contemplated and decided, no, he had no idea. But would get back to me if he came up with anything.
Reggie (our cat) threw up on the couch. Ava (our Chihuahua) thought it looked scrumptious and ate it. Her stomach didn’t agree with her choice, and she threw up again.