I ate cat poop, so I don’t get to have my nite-nite biscuit.
The the kind of midnight snack you want your dog to have…
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I wear your sunglasses at night
Our recent rescue has been a charm for the most part. Then she ate my glasses. She’s only 6-months-old so we’ll forgive her. But no walks toward the sun till I get a new pair!
The Dirty Dozen
We only went out for an hour, and left Phoenix in the back yard with a yummy fresh bone. When we returned, the screen door had a dog-sized hole in it and there were 12 poppyseed muffins missing from the big ziplock bag. Within an hour, phoenix was gassing us out of the house.
Digging His Own Grave…
I dug a big hole in the backyard. I’m not even sorry. Dad says I’m digging my own grave.
Caution: Content is hot!
I vomited on the kitchen floor, and my mom slipped on it and fell while holding a scalding hot pan. The floor now has a burn mark.
Max the Window Washer
Daddy didn’t let me in the house fast enough so I ate the window screens. I’m not sorry.
Maximus does not like to be outside. Apparently, he did not like the new solar window screens because he could not see in the house. So, he tore them down. As you can see in the photo, Max has also chewed the door frame and slobbered all over the window.
Roxie Got A Job!
After a bath Roxie decided she couldn’t smell herself anymore. So she waited until it was dark outside and charged out after a skunk. She got there so fast she was very close and got sprayed in the mouth and face instead of her whole body. She thinks she is now a professional and is seeking employment as a skunk exterminator. Need help? Call 1-800-Roxie-Skunk-inator.
That’s it, I’m going to grand-ma’s!!
I’m Millie, when I was sent to the yard because I ate soiled baby tissues. I escaped and tried to make it the 3 blocks to Grandmas house where I assume Grandma will give me all the soiled tissues I desire. Sadly, my Dad, in his underwear, caught me before I got run over by a car.
I have now progressed to eating tissues fresh out of the box.
Box of Shame: Yorkie Edition
If Tucker was human, he’d be that spoiled rich kid who has everything and appreciates nothing. I came home from yoga to find the laces of my runners completely destroyed. It’s not like I don’t take him for walks or anything by the way he acts. Sheesh! Now I have to walk the trail in flip flops until I can replace the laces!
If you can’t see me, you can’t scold me.
Penny hiding under the bed after being caught in the act.
