Prawned posted:

And jesus christ climb all the way into the litter tray for peeing, leaving your rear end hanging out and pissing on the floor is the stupidest loving thing out of all the stupid loving things you two do.

Dandywalken posted:

Adelline you're a very small boston terrier. In fact I question if you're a boston terrier at all.

Ellie you get too exicited for a boston terrier. You need to mellow out like the possibly-non boston, your sister (or is she???).

Lilith you're pretty great as an English bulldog, keep up the good work. But your seasonal alopecia blows. its getting better with the season change though so nice work there.

kitten posted:

If you have no lap, I must lean on you!

Hitlers Gay Secret posted:

Would you care if your neighbor just started letting your cat live in their house?

MrYenko posted:

This is about a half a step from being a complete nonsense-sentence, to me.

Why are there dogs at work?

WHY IS THE YARD INDOORS!?!?

EXTREME INSERTION posted:

You're getting too big to do running jumps onto my stomach pax

Angrymog posted:

Gerbil? I had gerbils for a few years, cute, but bitey.

HOTLANTA MAN posted:

Hey Nermal stop staring at me and meowing.

I've already fed you.

Your litter box has been cleaned already.

You've been petted.

gently caress you.

Go to hell.

grack posted:

Nermal was male

mcbagpipes posted:

Okay, so not only is Red one sad assed broken dog with a new pair of barn kitten followers, now they have taken to sleeping with her. Wrestling kittens all drat night long in my tent trailer.

psychokitty posted:

So's your mom but we didn't have a very good pic of her

D34THROW posted:

Lillie, stop being a loving oval office and scratching me if I look at you the wrong way or deviate a quarter inch from petting you along your spine.

Quiggs, stop loving jumping on my lap when I eat Chinese begging for curry chicken; your nasty diarrhea is bad enough, even worse when I see you licking it, you sick gently caress.

Todd, stop going into my mother-in-law's room to poo poo in her cats' litterbox. You have a perfectly good, JUST CLEANED one available. You orange gently caress.


And ALL of you, stop swarming the goddamn kitchen the second I get home waiting for your wet food! You have expensive-rear end premium chicken chunks sitting right the gently caress there next to your water bowl. Fucks.

HazCat posted:

meriruka posted:

Bandit-
I'm not longer surprised that someone dumped you in my yard and drove away.
Every day I come home and it looks like I've been robbed.
I don't know how you are still alive. 5 butane lighters eaten at one sitting. My box of Valentine's chocolates. Two pairs of reading glasses. All gone.

Bertrand Hustle posted:

Aphra I love you to bits but that is not your chair



you floofy little goober

I can't even be mad at you

Cythereal posted:

Diagnosis: is a golden retriever.