we came back from our workout and were greeted by our happy dog who had climbed up on the table, snagged a 2 kg package of flour and dragged it through the hall and living room. How we know? There was a flour trail through the whole house. And she was wagging her tail, whiskers were white and all…
We pushed a new batch of eggs off the table and ate the yolk.
I killed the stick ALL over the carpet
Archie is a chewing addict and destroys toys to no tomorrow. Apparently, his addiction effects him in his sleep, too.
To thank my aunt for dog-sitting me – I stuck my big head through her front window screen. Love, Jaks
This is Beau, the almost four year old lab who will never learn.
“I chewed a dish towel, a pillow, AND my mom’s favorite cashmere gloves because she didn’t take me to doggie daycare today. I am a brat.”
Introducing Bowie The Destroyer. Cheap squeak toys are no match for this guy, so I introduced him to the tried and true, seemingly indestructible Kong. This is not how I intended him to acquire his treat, but I applaud his creativity.
I left Goosie alone and forgot the ball on the top of the armour. I came home to find my room in shambles, with Goosie having pulled out both drawers, all of the clothes, everything on the bed and laundry basket next to it. But somehow the little bugger managed to get that ball!
I drink out of the toilet, even when there is plenty of fresh water in my bowl.
reprehensible
