I poo’d in the house because I was mad that I couldn’t get into bed while my dad was getting lucky.
Gettin’ Lucky

I poo’d in the house because I was mad that I couldn’t get into bed while my dad was getting lucky.
I had to have a bath because I thought it was a great idea to roll around in another dog’s poop.
“I pooped on the mat… again!”
Fluffy the pom snuck out into the hallway before we woke up and pooped on the mat next to the door.
I was caught red handed (and brown coned) truffling for poopsicle treats in the snow
This is Stan and Milt as “The Most Disgusting Dog in the World”.
Our five year old Maltese has done this since we brought her home.
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.
Her ‘Maid’ has been working late a lot, so Heidi made her protest loud and clear.
The tale on the sign is absolutely true. Loki likes to ride in the car, so I took him along on the trip to the pharmacy, figuring that we could go for a walk in that neighborhood after I picked up a prescription and some odds and ends. I guess I should have let Loki know the full plan before stepping into the store for 5 minutes.
My dog Riley is a pure bred Dutch Shepherd. A wonderful boy, but a rock eater.