My kind of guard dog

Or cookie package. Dino could be up the street a block away and within SECONDS, he's @ my feet,

wagging his tail, waiting for me to finally open the package.

I hate to disappoint him, but if they happen to be chocolate, he doesn't get any.
 

Awww, he looks like an older fella with that white face! My two think every time you come home with a plastic grocery bag, there is a stuffed toy in there for them! I had to hide some of their toys and tried to pass them off as "new" ones when I came home. But they knew the difference!
 
We used to have a parrot that would holler her name if anyone took cheese out of the fridge. "Pepper, Pepper".
 
My Sohie...intruders? I will hide till the police are long gone. My Callie? They are laying there...Please cuff us.
 


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