Dear Mom, I know you like designer shoes, so I made you some “Jimmy Chews”. Love, Redford XOXO
After retiring from the racetrack, my sweet greyhound has taken up a second career as a shoe designer – sigh.
Dear Mom, I know you like designer shoes, so I made you some “Jimmy Chews”. Love, Redford XOXO
After retiring from the racetrack, my sweet greyhound has taken up a second career as a shoe designer – sigh.
I am afraid of boxes and garbage bags. I pee on the floor when either gets too close. Cassie
Matthias has quite the appetite for anything he stumbles upon during our walks. Be it squirrels, half an old PB &J, or tin foil, he considers it his chance for a snack. In this case, “I ate some hair extensions I found in the park. My parents fear their exit.”
“Whilst counter surfing this afternoon, I happened upon daddy’s malt loaf and thought that it would make a lovely snack before dinner. I’m now making awful smells…”
Cherry had her bed against the front door, and when the post dropped onto her head, what could she do? Eat it of course, followed by a nice chew on one of mummy’s trainers.
After her hellish puppy years, where her dear human entertained the idea of sending her back to the rescue (not really…empty threats), Penny has become a model dog. Loyal, obedient, and loving, Penny even knows tons of tricks. She doesn’t really doesn’t understand why her dear human would punish her for nothing by ordering her a custom straightjacket (fleece-dog coat with detachable snood) from Etsy. She is afraid to move in it. Even a single paw.
Mom went to a family reunion in New Orleans and didn’t take me. So I ate the family pictures she took while there…before she had a chance to download them. Bet she takes me next time.
My dog ate my homework.
Django the retired racing greyhound chased his sister across the house and failed to put on the brakes in time.
I was jealous of my sister making it into the 2014 Dogshaming Calendar, so I destroyed the evidence!