On Christmas day, I tried to make friends with a skunk….twice. (Even though I stink, I’m not sorry.)
We Wish you a Smelly Christmas!
Merry Christmas from the Dog Shaming Family!
It’s been another nice (or naughty?) year in the Dog Shaming household. Our Dachshund and little munchkin are the best of friends, mainly due to their symbiotic relationship: baby drops food, dog eats said dropped food!!
We wish you and your loved ones, furry and hairless, good tidings and happy holidays! Thank you for making Dog Shaming part of your daily routine and supporting us so we can continue to bring you belly laughs and sighs.
Sugar plum coma
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring…..well that’s not true…THIS was stirring.
I ate the Christmas cookies off the dining room table while my people were sleeping. Now I have a sugar coma.
What’s the Big Deal Anyway?
Edison ate a Christmas ornament from 1988 that I made for my grandmother.
Rocky the Tootsie Thief
Today is Rocky’s 1st 1/2 birthday. He decided to help himself to an early birthday present.
Ball Drive
My dad was playing fetch with Cash and was throwing his ball down the stairs. Cash Jumped off the bottom step to catch his ball mid-air, only problem was his shoulder went through the wall. But he kept the ball in his mouth the whole time.
Butter get a bucket
Dad dropped the butter and forgot to pick it up……
Lesson #62 of pet-ownership over the holidays
“While the folks and guests were at Christmas Eve service, I ate all the food-gifts under the tree. Coco (I also eat poop, but doesn’t everyone?)”
Why, you may ask, would anyone with a dog leave food-gifts on the floor while no one was home? Because the “folks” know better, but the guests didn’t. It didn’t occur to the folks to say to the guests, “Do any of those packages and bags have food in them?” Alas, alack. Doggie food attack.
The smoking gun
Ed decided that he did not want to save any of his Christmas Treats that were placed carefully in his stocking, he instead decided to eat his stocking and his treats too! He was remorseful, hiding under the bed, but I think he would do it again!
Can’t stop, won’t stop!
Harper expresses her creativity via toilet paper rolls. She considers this her preferred art medium.
