Elphaba, our rescue Jack-a-bee found something delightful in the backyard and continues to roll in it . . . multiple times in the same day.
Squicked out squirrel

Elphaba, our rescue Jack-a-bee found something delightful in the backyard and continues to roll in it . . . multiple times in the same day.
I bit my mummy’s bum when she took my ball.
Moxies nickname is monster moxie, and I have watched her since she was about 8 weeks old. Her owners went out of town for the first time since they got her. She wasn’t a perfect angel but was reasonably good all things considered… Until the very last day when she unleashed her inner monster! She destroyed about 8 coffee table decorations, a wicker basket, 3 magazines, and rearranged the furniture all in one morning! She acts sorry now but I know its only a matter of time before she unleashes he monster again!
I eat mulberries off the ground, which turns my paws purple. Then I poop purple berries all over my pen. I bark for the Maid to change my bedding and to draw my bath. Even the water turns purple. I never leave a tip for the Maid. Signed, Wally
1. They love arts and crafts.
2. They do things that are so disgusting we can’t even tell our closest friends about.
3. They don’t listen. AT ALL. EVER.
4. They think they’re responsible enough to have their own pet.
5. They have no concept of money, yet strangely, only destroy expensive things.
6. The poop, oh god, the poop.
7. Anything is a choking hazard, if they try hard enough.
8. Sleeping in past 7am is a thing of the past.
9. Holidays will never be complete without a trip to the emergency room.
10. You’re the bad cop, grandma is the good cop (with candy in her purse).
11. Everything goes in their mouths.
12. You’ll never eat in peace again.
13. You’ll forever be covered in some kind of sticky, snotty fluid.
14. They’re not great around new people.
Reggie wanted the last bit of peanut butter left in the top of the Miller’s kong, so she bit it off. “I ate my friend’s kong. Sorry Miller. “
My Pit bull likes to tear up the rafts in our pool.
9 month old Catahoula/Shephard mix that chewed the handles (in half) of my favourite purse, and ripped the lining.
I stole mum’s lipstick… and ate it… and enjoyed it