Bites: Why I Can't Have Nice Things

Friday, October 16, 2009

Yes. I was attached.

Anonymous said...: That's one little terror you got there.; October 16, 2009 at 11:38 PM
L.H. Parker said...: Hehe! Awww. Reminds me of what happened to a favorite pair of socks a few years back.; October 17, 2009 at 12:08 AM
M.A.D. said...: Mary D

awwwwwww LOL Little stinker!

Trade ya for a cat that yaks up in the middle of my bedspread ;); October 17, 2009 at 3:58 AM
Donna (Bites) said...: He's a demon. And Mary, it'd be an even trade. When he gets pissed at me, he'll pee right in the middle of my bed, the little bastard.; October 17, 2009 at 10:46 AM
Anonymous said...: Someone needs a visit from Victoria Stilwell (It's Me or the Dog!).

:); October 17, 2009 at 12:49 PM
Misty said...: I just said it earlier today: dogs are jerks.; October 17, 2009 at 4:40 PM
April (BooksandWine) said...: OMG what a cutie pie. Who cares that he/she likes to play, your pup is soooo adorable. If it gets too bad there's always Cesaer the Dog Whisperer!; October 17, 2009 at 7:09 PM