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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.
Hey! Save one for me!
I’ve never seen my guys do this…I guess no one told them about grubs! 🙂
My Mutt eats them too. I’m all for it. Those grubs ruin my lawn!
*gags a bit* Ugh! Just no!
I still think it’s funny that Q is in the “mature” group!
My Bruce does the same thing and we always yell yucky no don’t do it lmao. I also have to keep the out of the cat box. We tell them no tootsie rolls for you lmao. Hugs and kisses to the herd.
Kiska dear, I don’t think I could ever get past the gross to get to tasty. Ever, never, ever.
Cheers,
Jo