Dagger, our Blue Lacy, has recently become an only dog in our family. Things on the counters have started to disappear when we leave now. We must have a food burglar that keeps breaking in and not setting off our house alarm. The dozen cookies that were left cooling somehow were eaten.
Bailey decided to hide the organic free-range eggs all over the house. He is only sorry he was caught before he got to eat them
I ate Steve’s sandwich while he wasn’t looking and now he won’t play with me…when’s dinner?
Mia and Blaise get up to all sorts of things when we leave for a few hours.
This time it was Mummy’s favourite curry noodle soup that cannot be bought in Australia, they did try the curry powder but didn’t like it. Their favourite part was the coconut milk!
and they will happily do it again!
Montana took every fake apple out of the dish, bit each one once, until every one was punctured.
After her Daddy smoked three beautiful salmons for a party, Nellie decided to try not just one, but a bite of each while they were cooling.
I left Persephone alone for a whole hour. Her sign says “I ate an almost full bag of liver-flavored treats. I regret everything.” Poor girl had a bellyache the rest of the night.
How do dogs spell Apricot Squares?
Nom, nom, nom, that’s how.
Good thing I’m pretty.
These were for the folks at the office. Sorry, y’all.
These culprits live at a nursing home in Texas, and panhandle food from any of our residents willing to share.
We came downstairs and found Rocky running around with an empty cheese curd bag on his head… At least he was happy.
