Zoe the dog ate my favourite Avenger while we were at our anniversary dinner. The sign says:
“I ate Thor while my people were at dinner. Happy Anniversary, guys!”
You’ll be Thor-y!!!
What the Huck
After a rough day at work–a Friday, no less–I came home to find that my Huckleberry had torn down a solidly locked baby gate, ripped through the garbage can (containing five days of coffee grinds) and pulled baking flour out of the cabinet. When he gets mischievous, my nephews change his name from Huckleberry to “Suckleberry.”
Dog Goes Into Box of Shame
Came home to this after we just got finished repairing it.
Sasha gets caught reading!
Sasha is featured on pg 89!!
In honour of “Get Caught Reading” month, we’re featuring a few dogs who were caught reading the dogshaming book!!
He’s a logbrador!
I ate a whole firestarter log.
Editor’s note: “fire logs are made of sawdust, agricultural fibres, waxes and oils; we are not aware of any ingredients that would cause a chemically toxic reaction should your pet consume a small amount of these products.” [source]
A moment on the lips…
I jumped on the table and stole moms donut. Really I was doing her a favour, she told me when she eats them they go right to her butt!
Passed Obedience Class?
Falcon passed obedience class but tore up her report card when we got home. I guess she thought she deserved a higher grade.
Missed Marks
We compete over everything. My humans attention, who can eat the fastest, who can listen better. We also must mark the same spot at the same time! My human always has to watch us so we don’t get daily baths.
Hunger for Knowledge
In honour of “Get Caught Reading” month, we’re featuring a few dogs who were caught reading the dogshaming book!!
“Mr. George has a hunger for knowledge”…but really he just likes the taste of book binding glue. Don’t leave any books unattended or at dog level.
No bones about it
Our beagle, Moby, dragged a fully sealed box that contained a bone, among other things, 50+ feet to the far corner of the living room. The only thing extracted from the box was the bone. As you may imagine, Moby was very pleased with himself.
Hi. My name is Moby. I dragged a sealed box into the living room, ripped open the bottom, dug out what I was looking for, tore off the plastic wrap, and was happily chewing my new bone when mom came home.
