Got Dog? Good for you! You’ll never have to wake up alone again.
C’mon, ladies, I know you dig my smoldering brown puppy eyes.
My ears aren’t inside out, Humans.
I’m just being a good listener.
You Humans should try this more often.
The listening part, not the ear part. I don’t think your ears are as flexible as mine.
As a Scent Hound, sometimes you have to give in and take a good, deep whiff of Meowie butt.
The Meowie’s Murder Mitten slamming down on your pretty Puppy nose is going to hurt.
Worth it. Totally worth it.
It’s the weekend. We’re in the car. This can only mean one thing…
–Cosmo and Stella
You know Human Daddy loves you because of all the sweet things he does, like putting a pillow under your head when you are zonked out on the hard floor.
Woofies grow up too fast. That is why it is essential to train them when they are relatively small, preferably smaller than you, in order to instill a proper respect for Cats in them.
In the Woofies’ imagination, I will always be a Lion.
This may not look comfortable but it is. I swear it is, for the both of us, honest.
In response to the comnents on my earlier post, please allow me to submit photographic evidence that I still fit on Human Daddy’s lap, sort of.
In my defense, it’s hard to resist unstuffing a stuffy, particularly a stuffy shaped like a giant cookie.
Santa Claws, I really hope that this won’t remove me from the nice list. I mean, you like cookies too, right?
I’m a Good Puppy, Santa Claws. I haven’t even barely nibbled on Mr. Gingerbread Man yet.