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I Tried to Floss

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I love Floss…

Editor’s note: Ingesting floss can be dangerous as it can cause intestinal issues. If you suspect your dog has eaten floss, please contact your vet.

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Next best thing

Posted by & filed under Litter Box Bandits, Submitted.

We are currently fostering (and soon adopting) a 2 year old we’re-not-sure-what-you-are mix. She has slowly been getting accustomed to living in a house and sharing a space with two 3-year old cats (that want nothing to do with her). The other morning as I was getting ready to make some coffee, I hear Indy racing around in the living room. I come out of the kitchen expecting to see her chasing one of my cats but instead she stops and tosses a piece of poop in the air and lets it land on the carpet before she pounced on it and put it back in her mouth. The caption reads “The cats won’t play with me so I played with their poop instead”.

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The toll also rises!

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My Frenchie, Bilbo, is notorious for getting under everyone’s feet. To date, a friend has broken her foot trying not to trip over him and my son broke his collarbone running into the deck post because he was “distracted by how cute he is!”

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I lost the Cappy

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My mom left Cappy for 30 minutes to take my kids to school, and he couldn’t help myself. He shredded and ate a blue marker. What didn’t soak into my paws soaked into mom’s favourite rug.

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Love ’em and leave ’em

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Aspen is a 3 year old German Shorthair with an intense tennis ball obsession. She always has one in her mouth and they can be found anywhere in the house. She has a habit of putting them places she cannot reach on purpose, and then waiting until you figure out she put them there and throw them for her.
Her sign says:
My name is Aspen and I have a tennis ball obsession. I constantly leave them in places where I cannot get them (dishwasher, freezer, waste basket, behind a gate or under furniture) and then I silently stare or quietly whimper until my humans get and throw them. I have them well trained. I am not ashamed.

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