“I like to tear the gutters off the house so Dad has to fix them every weekend. -Miller”
He also drags them out into the woods to properly dispose of them.. But those eyes!
Gutter Guilt
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Sho-per Pooper
“When Mama leaves without me, I pull her shoe out and poop in it. –Sophia, a.k.a Lil Gril
Sophia is weird about my sandals and flip flops. When she doesn’t randomly lick them, she poops in them. You can see where I put the other shoe away, so she actively pulls them out in order to deliberately poop in them.
Fajita Bandita
I jumped on the table and stole 1/2 pound of seasoned fajita steak and I’m NOT sorry!
Trash Can Dog
Jolie is obsessed with trash, tissues, and dirty underwear. There’s no stopping her after 11 years.
Inappropriate Attention Hound
When Bubba gets bored he sneaks up behind my chair and gives me a nip on the bottom.
Deer Patrol
Though she’s only 15 pounds Elsa takes it upon herself to try and protect the neighbourhood from a momma deer and her babies. Momma deer, however, does not appreciate her going after her babies very much…
Love Kills
My name is Bandit and I love my family so much because they rescued me. I can’t stand to be more than a few inches from them at all times. I love my mom so much. I am always under her feet. Sometimes I want to be so close to her I go between her legs when she’s walking with her laptop. Today she is sad because it fell to its death. I will comfort her by staying under her feet. (R.I.P. Laptop)
More Where This Came From
I rolled in a rotting deer carcass twice in the last week…the smell didn’t come all the way out after my last bath.
It rained today and has amplified the odor considerably (yay!)
I also just drank a gallon of water and threw up right over there ===>
(I’m chewing on the sign in this picture)
#sorrynotsorry
xoxo Boone
Stuck in Jail
“I broke in under the deck…and now am stuck in jail” – don’t worry, we let him out. Joe Friday (our senior rescue lab mix) likes to break the wooden boards to get under our deck – his preferred location to cool off in the SC summer. We have patched it (see “jail bars”) and still he finds a way to get in, but can’t seem to find the way out on his own. So he waits for us to “free” him.
Play Time, Alarm Time!
“I like to make everyone think that I’m dying by howling and squealing at 7am but really I just want someone to wake up and play with me!”
Ps. It works!
