So Wrigley has a nasty habit of going into the bathroom garbage and pulling out whatever happens to be in there and then running around the house like a madman with whatever gem he finds. Well, um this time, I wasn't exactly sure what it was he had until I got closer and...well, let's just say this particular item isn't in the garbage everyday - more like every 28 days...
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EEEEWWWWWWW. Hahaha.
Eeeeewwww is right!!! Ohmigod, what is it with doggies??? We had a unlucky beagle named Lucky. In a house with four daughters, he always had his nose shoved into one of our crotches, and that's how we know which one of us Aunt Flo was visiting. Oh, and there was the time my dad came home from work and found shredded pieces of bloody Kotex all over the loft's furniture. If they must retrieve such items, WHY must they chew, shred and all out enjoy slobbering over them as well??? EEEE-GAAD!
What a tasty treat! Buster's favorite thing to do when we're not around is go through the bathroom garbage, and have a little feast! Thanks God he only sticks to snotty tissues, though! Actually, I don't know which is stranger....?
Gross!!!
I know, I should have posted a warning label on this post. Hopefully no one was eating when they watched this one.
Call it ESP, but when I read "Wrigley... going into the bathroom garbage..." I knew exactly where this was going.
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