It was like that when I got home.
It was like that when I got here
Posts Tagged: Boston Terrier
These are nacho bags
I lose control when my dad leaves the house. I need help!
Sisters before Misters, obviously.
This is Diego. He broke down the dog gate and tore apart the bathroom trash because I took his sister for a walk without him.
Who doesn’t like soft serve?
I EAT POOP! It’s like ice cream to me. Mom hates when I help myself to my brothers’ soft serve machines. She said fresher is NOT better. -Clover-
I’m giving it that “worn-in” look
I was painting furniture outside and left it out to dry. When I came back to check on it I noticed my dog Louie and peed all over it.
Quincy has the wrong bathroom!
Quincy refuses to poop in OUR yard and runs straight to the neighbours’ house to relieve himself.
A storm’s a brewin’
Every time it thunders, our Boston terrier (Oakley) poops uncontrollably…. Poor baby. But to make matters worse, our papillon (Aida) has this urge to lay down in all of Oakley’s mess!
Not a fan of French Impressionism
Brewster thinks if he avoids eye contact, he can hide his shame.
dogs have needs too
8 month old boston terrier Moto loves to try and hump all my friends and his toys.
Poor timing
“I pooped on a public campground road with no poop bags.” Bennie pooped on a quick walk to he dumpsters and dad got left with a little pile of poo in the middle of the road while mom dashed back to the camper for a bag. Bennie was pleased with himself while dad was embarrassed and turned red!!
