I might normally admit that I hate my dog, but this time I’m going to pull back and say that I really really really hate her.
Games of fetch always make these photographs way too easy.
Having a hard time meeting or getting to know your neighbors? SOLUTION: get a dog.
Eventually we’re just going to start throwing plates and it’ll be a very special episode of Hee Haw.
Soon that patio will be covered in snow, and even then he won’t put any shoes on.
“When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.”
This is what happens when a college student lives in your basement.
In dog years he’s older than my father.
No, that’s okay. I wanted you to collect all of those leaves in your coat and drop them on the floor in the kitchen.
My heart has softened so much that I’m even willing to throw a tennis ball for this bitch.