Dogshaming

I don’t like apples

Posted January 23rd, 2013 by & filed under Piddle Party, Submitted.

I’m not into Health food.

Poppy’s in a Pinch

Posted January 22nd, 2013 by & filed under Hide and seek, Submitted.

I like to play in dirty laundry. Today I got stuck in a sweater sleeve.

Poppy had been quiet for a bit to long today. I found her pretty well stuck inside the sleeve of my sweater. The shame is authentic; she didn’t make a peep and just sat inside the sleeve in quiet humiliation.

That’s a load of horse shhhh……

Posted January 21st, 2013 by & filed under Disgusting Doggies, Submitted.

I sneak away to eat horse poop and try to give kisses after.

-Annie

Quilt eater

Posted January 20th, 2013 by & filed under Pilfering Pooches, Renovation and Redecoration, Submitted.

Mom spent lots of hours making her first quilt. This is the third time she’s patched it because I keep eating it. It just tastes so delicious…

I just wanted to look outside

Posted January 19th, 2013 by & filed under Renovation and Redecoration, Submitted.

I just destroyed my 5tth set of blinds. – Gabbi

Don’t get mad, get even

Posted January 17th, 2013 by & filed under Pilfering Pooches, Submitted.

My dog, Winston got so mad that I left him to go to roller derby practice that he decided to pull my skate out of my bag and eat the entire back end.

Quality Control

Posted January 17th, 2013 by & filed under Pilfering Pooches, Submitted.

Marvin climbed the stool and pulled the whole sheet of wax paper on the floor.

We Hate Our Bed

Posted January 15th, 2013 by & filed under Double Trouble, Submitted.

We are made to lay in this disgusting, cold, hard bed.

Lip Balm Bosco

Posted January 15th, 2013 by & filed under Pilfering Pooches, Submitted.

But mom, it was SO good!!!!

Trashcan Buffet, a Haiku

Posted January 15th, 2013 by & filed under Pilfering Pooches, Renovation and Redecoration, Submitted.

A Haiku

When my mom is gone
I like to eat a buffet
from the trashcan. Yum!

This is Harley. He actually broke our automatic trashcan soon after we got it by knocking it over. As you can see, he is not sorry!

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