Yikes!
Yeah, right. /s
Ours was different. She brought a chop bone one time. Another time she brought a live moth and laid it at my feet. Think I thanked her. I told her it was okay, she could have it.
Probably not.
That’s HER.
Bad dogs!
Their expressions are great, as usual. Love the side comment.
Dog should do what friend’s pup did. Drag his food bowl to his master.
Just sweating.
Don’t know why, Scott, but he makes me think it’s the back of Alfred E. Newman’s head.
Yikes!