I tried to snack on some sandpaper while my dad was painting in our new home. What? I thought it might be a new type of pizza crust (a Dozer favorite).
Dozer is generally a very smart boy, however he is a walking, panting, big bully smiling trash disposal.
He eats the bones, too.
Sachi thinks everything is his to chew. If it’s on the floor, it’s his. If it’s on the table, it’s his. If it’s. If it’s chewed, it’s ours. But we love him more than anything!
At 1:00 a.m., I was luckily awoken by the sound of the ignitor on the gas stove. Ran downstairs to find the paper pizza plate ablaze (and empty). Ironically, our other two dogs are crated at night because they are destructive if let unattended. :/
Lupin was 6 months old when she decided to eat our wall. She didn’t seem to feel a bit bad.
I’m a good girl. Unless you leave me in a room with a basket.
Dakota, Maui, and Shooter needed to get inside really really bad!!
“I decidedly wanted outside at 2am via the window!” -Reese
Seamus decided that our curtains are a perfect hammock for him to watch out of the window everyday.
Django the retired racing greyhound chased his sister across the house and failed to put on the brakes in time.
I dug a big hole in the backyard. I’m not even sorry. Dad says I’m digging my own grave.
