Sunday, May 12, 2013
|Um, it's a racing stripe? All the cool dogs are doing it.|
It's definitely spring, Maggie rolled in wild turkey poop this Saturday morning. She waited until I was distracted by picking up after Duke (who may have been in on it, as he usually doesn't "go" in the middle of the neighbor's field) and completely jammed her face into what was definitely not just wet grass. Stupid 25' leashes do not offer much control, especially first thing in the morning.
|See, both sides match, it's cool.|
Of course she managed to get it everywhere, which meant dog baths before breakfast.
|Wait, why do I need a bath too? I only rolled in wet grass.|
I was thinking that dogs were much grosser than cats, until I stepped in cat barf wearing socks.
The weekend did get better from there!
Saturday, May 4, 2013
|Almost too cute for the dogs|
|What? We didn't do it.|
|Ha ha ha! Of course we did!|
|Gory crime scene photo.|