Midge wasn’t going to be intimidated by a dog 10 times as big as she is, even if that dog is a puppet.
“Mummy spent hours knitting Nana for Peter Pan. So I chewed a hole in her paw.
She is yummy.”
You can fly, you can fly!
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The wrap sheet
D169931W PEPPER
CHARGED WITH THE FOLLOWING COUNTS OF THEFT AND DESTRUCTION
1. DAD’S MEMORY CARD
2. DAD’S PINK FLOYD CD
3. MUM’S CHARGER CABLES
4. FOUR CAR SEAT BELTS
5. NUMEROUS STUFFED TOYS
6. MURPHY’S DINNERS
7. THE HOME PHONE
8. TV REMOTE
FURTHER CHARGES EXPECTED
I could & I did!
Our 10-month-old puppy Scout was left enclosed in the kitchen while we went out for a quick lunch. She escaped to our son’s room and selected to chew on, among many items on which to chew, a book entitled “I Could Chew on This, and Other Poems by Dogs” by Francesco Marciuliano.
Midnight Assassin
My name is Jameson. I like to wind up and sucker punch my parents when they are fast asleep. And my paws are HUGE!
King Arthur, and the barfing night of the round rug
Arthur has been good lately and lulled us into believing he could be left out of his crate. He crawled through the cat flap and dragged a 30 lb bag of dog food through and ate most of it. That night when he got sick he ignored the hardwood floors and vomited the contents onto the white shag rug in my bedroom. It’s the only carpet upstairs. Arthur is a very smart, loving, good dog. He’s also kind of a jerk.
I wanted to feel a little Cajun!
I ate a bag of beignets from Disneyland!
…and they were delicious. I still have the powdered sugar on my head!
But my lips hurt real bad!
We don’t know how she gets them, but we are going on #6 of Chapstick. She hides them in her bed when she’s finished eating them.
Bring your dog to work, they say. It’ll be fun, they say.
I sneaked into my mom’s coworker’s office, climbed on their desk and ate their lunch
It’s Rabbit [poop] Hunting Season!
Embers, our mini dachshund, has been banned from playing in the backyard due to sniffing out and eating every last morsel of rabbit poop! She is not allowed outside unsupervised anymore. At least we have discovered the source of her terrible poo-breath.
Happy Howl-o-weenie!
My mom wore a species insensitive Halloween costume. Shame on her!
