And as luck would have it, here are shots of the unfortunate incident unfolding:
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
That's My Boy!
Garret and I just arrived at Kevin's for our new year's visit, and I have a problem: my dogs won't quit freaking out every time anyone comes within 50 yards of the apartment. Garret, who shows overt favoritism toward Buddy, has threatened to "poke Spanky's eye out" if he doesn't shut up, to no avail. Garret's undying love is surprising since not five minutes before, he attempted to cuddle up with Buddy on Kevin's brand-spankin'-new couch, only to get his balls literally stomped by my 60-pound bouncing baby boy when--you guessed it--someone came within 50 yards of the apartment and he flipped out.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
lol wow thats funny! See yall later today! -Britney
and instead of helping, you laughed hysterically and took pictures. Good Job!
Love you,
April
Post a Comment