Apr 06 2012

Sh*t My Pets Ruined

We’ve all been there.

Like the time our Wire Fox Terrier puppy, Tucker, used a few of his master’s prized (and valuable!) Star Wars figures as chew toys.

Or when She-Ra, my mother’s Bull Mastiff, demolished a bathroom door.

Or when one of my my girlhood pets, Daisy the Springer Spaniel, broke the trees my father had just planted to make herself some throwing sticks.

I could go on and on.

If only I’d had the foresight to obtain photographic evidence, as the people on this site do: