This is our boxer who is not very nice!! lol I am glad that he did leave me 1/2 the loaf
Owen is saving you from the evil gluten monster!
Posts Tagged: Boxer
That’s quite the a-coneplishment!
I managed to open the lazy Susan & eat a whole loaf of bread, 4 burger buns, beef jerky & some meat sticks all while wearing this cone on my head!
Water Waster
After we leave for the day, Nina likes to turn the tap on and let it run. All day, every day.
Unusual Christmas Wish List
In a matter of a few weeks, I have eaten a remote, a BBQ brush, baby socks, a hairbrush and a Kindle Fire. Apparently, my parents underestimated my reach…:(
Love, Merlin
Rain, Rain, Go Away
I didn’t want to go outside in the rain, so I peed in the basement. My mom stepped in it.
I’m a jerk.
Magically Delicious
“I like Irish Spring Soap. It’s the meal in between meals.” – Murphy
Hi, my names Murphy. I enjoy camping, long walks, car rides and hanging with my family. When I have down time and look for trouble, I’m quick to take advantage of an open shower curtain. My humans leave me with an all access pass to the Irish Spring soap. I always leave them guessing, certain they can’t tell by the bubbles coming from my mouth.
Adoptable Fridays – Becky Boo
I LOVE chewing! I even chewed up my mom’s mirror! 7 years bad luck? Bring it! The Adorable Destroyer!
Becky Boo though quite the little chewer is sweet as pumpkin pie. Heard the expression “If I fits, I sits.” Well Becky says…”If Its out…it goes in the mouth.” Becky is 2.5 years old and a rescue from the Durham APS brought into Blue Ridge Boxer Rescue. She is only 45lbs but she makes up for that in personality. We are working on jumping and mouthy play and she is learning basic obedience. She gets along well with other dogs and actually listens pretty well. Though like most dogs can get into a little trouble if left unattended. Becky is available for adoption at Blue Ridge Boxer Rescue. Click here for Becky Boo’s profile.
Mmm…donuts, DOH!
Niles is a rescue from Florida Boxer Rescue. We have had him about 11 months. He is our 7th boxer over the years, so you would think we would know how to boxer proof our house. Noooo. He keeps us on our toes. We love him and are so glad he came into our lives
Like “sands” through the hourglass, so are the barfs of our lives…
I got into the kitty litter bag, ate some, made a HUGE mess then threw up making another HUGE mess. Sorry.
She Said Yes!
Oh Boy Oh Boy!!! She said Yes!!!
