I ate all my mom’s fiber bran muffins. I had to poop all night long.
I ate all the muffins

I ate all my mom’s fiber bran muffins. I had to poop all night long.
Moosie like to eat….EVERYTHING!
Our dog, Max, didn’t think we needed a new garbage disposal when we had him.
The human kids went to dance class while I stayed home and ate a package of gravy mix on the shag carpet!!
Tommy is an awesome one-eyed dog. Look, even the cat was shaming him. Poor thing.
She gets toys. She loves them. AND THEN SHE MURDERS THEM.
I ate the last 5 pages of Daddy’s book that he hadn’t finished reading. I wonder what happened?
Digging her teeth into my student’s papers. Not the first time it’s happened, although she finds more creative ways to get into my work bag each time.
Violet got frisky with her new toy before tearing its face apart. She was quite pleased with herself.
I leave my backpack containing said burrito on the couch, come back to my chipotle missing. One clever bastard
Capone the pug thinks when it’s bath time it’s also snack time.. He’ll eat anything even bird food!