I steal stones from the beach and hide them in the house every day.

“My owners were called by our neighbors while they were out having dinner. The truck alarm was turning on & off, on & off, on & off. I was home chewing on my daddy’s key chain.”

This is Bruce. He is a nine year old JRT. He’s been growling at his own junk since he was a wee pup. Just short of the dog whisperer all other experts have no answers as to why he does what he does. He’s our special little guy.

I have lots of toys and I will not share them with anybody! I destroy most of them as best as I can, too. Don’t I look a little like the logo dog on this website?

She was brought to the door by someone who found her down the street. She was as happy as she could be, even with her collar and neck caked with doo-doo.

Left Willow alone for 10 minutes and she steals the toilet paper and eats it. Our toilet paper bandit.

We adopted Annie about 2 months ago. Our neighbors have no idea we have a dog. She quietly works them into a frenzy daily through the fence.

I can run 25 mph, and my jaws can crush bone, but at night I am afraid of the wind.

She seeks out Mom and Dad’s bed for comfort, much to the cat’s displeasure.

“Stole a binky from a baby… No regrets.”
“YOLO.”

Pippin (right) has a terrible tendency to claim everything he wants as his own. He even stoops so low as to take binkies from innocent babies! He stole this binky about 2 years ago from friends that were visiting, and it’s still one of his favorite play things- a high quality binky to take that kind of abuse! Maxx (left) is entirely too shy to participate in Pippin’s kleptomania but he’s always happy to pose for pictures as a pretend accomplice.

I stepped on this iPad and my tiny feet somehow deleted all the emails.