Showing posts with label dog gifts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog gifts. Show all posts

Friday, August 24, 2012

Yeah Yeah.

I know it is "your chair" and "your blanket", but can you pipe down so I can sleep?! - Shanti

(I am not even sure how I got up here)

Friday, August 10, 2012

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

NO Maisy. I will not let you tear up mom's bra!

I will put my body in harm's way to keep Maisy from chewing up mom's favorite undergarments. - My Buddy

(Did you see me mom? I blocked Maisy Moo from ripping up your stuff even more than I did at first. Opps.)

Friday, August 3, 2012

Yep. I slayed the monster.

So much for your tough John Deere, thick roped toy.  I tore that bitch apart in 2 minutes, ripped its squeaking heart out, tore out all the stuffing,  and laid it at your feet.  NEXT. - Buddy the Ripper

(Oh, and slung it around until the knotted rope part hit you in the eye. I feel like David and Goliath. Bring it on! You keep buying these pricey toys and I will keep them from attacking us. I am King Buddy.)

Friday, July 27, 2012

Friday, June 8, 2012

Stop trying to put the moves on me.

Damn monkey. I am trying to sleep now and he will not get off of me. - Petey

(I will love and slobber on him in the morning, just not now)