So they didn’t need to carry pointy sticks anymore, either.
How about investing in tummy rubs? Or is that a service industry?
Mind the thorns.
My Pom’s got a vocabulary that can curl your toes….or maybe my toes are just curling in self defense.
Hickory! Did you wag your tail feathers?
You know Carl’s luck. He chipped a tooth on the bling.
Yes, indeed. Fall? What fall?
No, no, just coordinationaly challenged. :~)
Good ad for vacuum cleaners.