I bought The Dog Shaming book and gave it to my husband (from Truffle) for Valentine’s Day, which was yesterday. Today, we went out for breakfast. When we came home, we discovered The Dog Shaming book chewed up and under the dinette table. Truffle had to climb onto a chair to get at the book, which was on the table. She has never done this before. Ever. Truffle, it seems, has a keen sense of irony.
Instead of going out to do his business in the field at work, Winston decided that he wanted to claim my Boss’ Escalade for his own.
“We wouldn’t rest until we destroyed our bed. Now we have to sleep on the floor. Tarka & Remy”
“I didn’t do anything”
Viki, our two years old mixed breed tore her pillow into little pieces and spread it through the whole garden. It must have taken a lot of time, I hope she enjoyed herself.
I certainly did not while cleaning it.
While visiting my brother, he showed me the new blanket he bought for the guest bedroom. My brother forgot to close the door and his dog Sampson jumped on the bed and made himself comfortable on the blanket that was just bought a few days before.
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!)
We were packing up to leave our apartment in Paris after a fun weekend with the dogs. When I came in from loading the car I couldn’t find Enzo. He had crept out the skylight and slid down and got caught in the gutter. So scary for both of us but with a happy ending! I wish I could attach another photo or 2 because it was quite an event!
I like to open Christmas gifts that are not meant for me. ~ Phoebe
Tompkins wasn’t happy to be left in the bathroom.
“My mom’s a teacher so naturally I ate her students’ homework. #mydogateyourhomework -Arizona”
This is your punishment for giving me the cone!
