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A Kibble Jar
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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
The hu-mom is all the time saying we have stinky breath. But I don’t smell anything. ~ Daisy
Poor Cheoah! I would never have thought it. Just remember that she may have some dirt on you, Rusty!
Haaaa!
Well… those stinky things happens!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
I had stinky breath one day. From tuna. It was awesome!
He who smelt it… delt it?
Parsley water… put parsley in a blender with some water, mix/juice it. add it to their kibble.
Could this be an issue of the Pot calling the Kettle Black? Hmmm, I wonder.
Kisses
Stella
Ayla says, “Did somebody say MINTS? Mmmm, bring on the mints. I LOVE Dare’s Scotch Mints. My hu-Mom gives me ONE every night after supper. Ice doesn’t like them, so that leaves more for me.”
Ha mine all need those
Stop on by for a visit
Kari
http://dogisgodinreverse.com
Sometimes it isn’t good to have a keen sense of smell.
Um..Roo…Has it come to your attention that perhaps Cheoah is breathing through her mouth so as to not smell your breath?…Just Sayin’
Love those blue eyes!!!