Thursday, July 10, 2008
Sigh
That tin of Star Wars mints? Yeah, the German shepherd of my mother-in-law ate it. Chewed into the metal with powerful teeth. I can't wait for that dog to get out of our house. Sheds everywhere, tries to eat everyone's food, farts... honestly, if I wanted to live in a frat house I would have been in a fraternity in college!
If you've never seen an old German shepherd with bad hips try to chase a cat, you've never seen the most pathetic thing in this time zone.
If you've never seen an old German shepherd with bad hips try to chase a cat, you've never seen the most pathetic thing in this time zone.
