I eat chicken poop! Mom says my breath is fowl!
Fowl Breath

I eat chicken poop! Mom says my breath is fowl!
I ate Josh’s underpants. I feel no remorse.
Heinrich is a fashion designer who prefers to work with cotton knits and specializes in undergarments.
Laverne got stuck in one of mommy’s bras…. apparently Shirley (not pictured) set up a boobie trap.
Both my dogs.. Cinnamon (dachshund) and Fred(Multi Racial) Being shamed over a frozen dead squirrel.
Peanut loves people food. And she has no fear of retribution.
Sign reads: I like to chew up used tissues. My human has a cold. YUM!
Henry the long-haired Dachshund recently passed at the old age of 16. He was a good dog but sometimes couldn’t control himself; apparently he loves the taste of snot.
We destroyed our electric blanket. Now we are cold.
“I like to inappropriately flash people my ‘lipstick’ at parties.” – Rambo
It’s really awkward.
I escaped the fenced garden, crossed an icy canal (I am very lucky that the ice was thick enough to hold me!), chased a fox, rolled in something smelly, chased a cat, and made my mommy cry. I am a brat. (Look at this face, you can’t be angry at this face!)
Munchkin is 10 years old and I’ve had her since she was 7 weeks old. A typical food crazy dachshund, she steals food from anyone who isn’t savvy to her thieving ways. A horrible beggar as well, but completely unashamed of any and all inappropriate behaviour.