Mint, Anyone?

Rusty 1

Not trying to call my sister out, but . . .

Rusty 2

Can someone give that girl a breath mint?

Rusty 3

Just saying.


  1. Christina, Mojo, Daisy and Kipnuk on April 18, 2012 at 11:53 am

    The hu-mom is all the time saying we have stinky breath. But I don’t smell anything. ~ Daisy

  2. houndstooth on April 17, 2012 at 10:58 pm

    Poor Cheoah! I would never have thought it. Just remember that she may have some dirt on you, Rusty!

  3. Lorenza on April 17, 2012 at 9:04 pm

    Well… those stinky things happens!
    Kisses and hugs

  4. Huffle Mawson on April 17, 2012 at 6:50 pm

    I had stinky breath one day. From tuna. It was awesome!

  5. Wild Dingo on April 17, 2012 at 4:10 pm

    He who smelt it… delt it?

    Parsley water… put parsley in a blender with some water, mix/juice it. add it to their kibble.

  6. Stella on April 17, 2012 at 4:08 pm

    Could this be an issue of the Pot calling the Kettle Black? Hmmm, I wonder.


  7. Ice 'n Ayla on April 17, 2012 at 1:47 pm

    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.”

  8. Kari on April 17, 2012 at 12:16 pm

    Ha mine all need those

    Stop on by for a visit

  9. jan on April 17, 2012 at 11:46 am

    Sometimes it isn’t good to have a keen sense of smell.

  10. hisqueen1 on April 17, 2012 at 11:02 am

    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’

  11. Becky on April 17, 2012 at 8:51 am

    Love those blue eyes!!!

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