I pee’d on my sister’s favourite chew toy because she doesn’t share. Now I really don’t want it either. -Bubba
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Dogs will be dogs
Chunk marked his territory. Which happened to be Damen.
I’m still a puppy, let me prove it!
Daisy is a one year old, rescued Staffordshire Bull Terrier. We thought we’d managed to finally toilet train her. We hadn’t. We thought we’d managed to finally stop her running after other dogs when out on a walk. We hadn’t.
SHAME ON YOU, DAISY.
Shaming for Jesus
Bella, our 6 year old Rotweiler, ate 42 lemon cupcakes off the kitchen counter while we were meeting the school bus. These were destined for the community dinner at our local church. When my wife entered the kitchen, she actually had a moment where she thought she hadn’t made the cupcakes, as all evidence (crumbs and wrappers) were gone. Bella’s large tummy and guilty look gave it away.
Housewarming gift
Mom and I are new housemates in a house with other humans. One of them couldn’t wait to upload my cute self on dog shaming.com, so I obliged her by pee-ing on the bathroom floor. You’re welcomed.
Gizmo has a doggie door, so he really has no excuses, and he will see how long his cuteness will let him get away with things like this.
Strollin’, strollin’, strollin’…
Bauer was curious around the baby stroller at the park since we are not around babies, or little kids much. He sniffed the owners, sniffed the baby’s hand, and then lifted a leg on the front. Pranced away with his head high almost with a smile on his face.
Socially awkward
Loquitur was excited to meet his first human friend, until it actually happened…..
Look deep into my eyes…
I lovingly looked into my neighbours eyes and peed on her floor. P.S it’s a restaurant.
Who got the last laugh?
Our doggy Ramathorn cut his foot and had to be on sedatives. He was all doped up and it was hysterical until he peed on our bed.
No dancing in the rain
Our pug, Polly, hates to get wet so the only way for us to get her to go outside to the bathroom is to carry an umbrella over her! Thank goodness she has my daughters well trained :)!
