SEE!! My Mom left the peanut butter jar on the counter after she gave Rastus his pain meds this morning. Then she took him for a walk. I just helped myself to it, chewed the lid right off and shoved my face in. Now I've got a dirty face and I smell really strong of peanut butter. Much better. That'll teach my Mom to bathe me. She keeps muttering "it took 6 hours to get her clean and it didn't even last 24". WHATEVER!! She also wondered if I'd be sick from all the peanut butter but not me, I can eat anything. And the jar was less than quarter full and Mom didn't let me finish it. Spoilsport. Love Tiggy. |
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Oh Miss Tiggy--you are a character!! |
Oh boy.... |
well see if the back end remains clean after all that peanut butter.........I'm sure you settled the score re: bath. |
Sounds familar. Here it's spring mud. Bathed Becky, dry ed her, took her out to potty, filthy again - no pictures. <g> And no peanut butter, more's the pity. According to her Nice job, Tig! Kristine |
Oh Tiggy, your a little devil. A very cute devil. |
SheepieBoss wrote: well see if the back end remains clean after all that peanut butter.........I'm sure you settled the score re: bath. Ha ha |
Oh Tiggy.... |
Looks like a face wash is on the cards. Funny how they take off the tops |
Oh my............... |
Poor mom. |
love it since is was not my boy lol |
I know that peanut butter was worth it! Cindy |
Look at the Peanut Butter smile on that face!!!! |
You suffer so much Tiggy, maybe your mum should surrender you to a better, more caring owner. I think you would love snow, want to move to Canada? |
good job tiggy!!!!!!!! bet you had the best breath of the day!! |
I'm glad you fixed it Tiggy, good work!! |
That is definitely taking advantage of the situation - way to think outside - er - inside the jar! |
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