January 2012
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What the? Oh hell no! Furgie does not get treats, those are the rules.
I’ll handle this. Let me just make sure she didn’t drop any…
Holy crow how many treats does this cat need? I count about 10 too many.
Beat it Furgie! All your treats are belong to Baxter B!
According to Amanda I’m not allowed to bring this bone inside anymore because it’s “covered in mud” and “gross”. I told her it was a gift from Gramma Ginger and I should be able to do what I want with it, but it’s totally lost on her.
She claims that my tasty and delicious bone is responsible for these big chunks of mud all over the house and she says...
December 2011
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THREE DUMB HAT PHOTOS
Ho ho hooooope you’re not really making me pose with a santa hat.
You like this move? I’m a teenager now. I embody the term disdain.
OK. We’re done here.
I think I hear the baby crying or something.
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November 2011
22 posts
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Holes
Have you ever started digging a hole and then realized
“Oh crap. This was a bad idea. Amanda is going to be mad and I have dirt all over my feet and beard and hiding your precious treasures in the yard is really not all that secure anyway”
and then you try to backfill the hole and pretend it never happened, but you’re not very good at it and it just looks like you’re...
Attack of the bday
OK. Now we’re really talking. The only thing better than a virtual cake?
REAL LIFE ICE CREAM!
Is this really for real?
A puppy sundae at home?
Served in an actual people bowl?
Well this just seems too good to be true.
I’m skeptical. That’s my skeptical face.
But this?? This is my nomming face.
Happy Birthday indeed!