Thems arr dogs. Ya outter see ’em run down a deer. Woohoo!
Been there, done that, got the tee-shirt. Our spanially mut (who lived to 19) went into false pregnancy and turned our couch into a nest for her and a rubber lizard, which she fixated on as her non-existent baby.
Thems arr dogs. Ya outter see ’em run down a deer. Woohoo!
Been there, done that, got the tee-shirt. Our spanially mut (who lived to 19) went into false pregnancy and turned our couch into a nest for her and a rubber lizard, which she fixated on as her non-existent baby.
My dog ate my remote.