Stuff On My Cat (and by extension, Dog) is passé, man. And besides, most of the things you could put on this particular dog (Lemmy, aka tiny shitty purse dog extraordinaire) would likely suffocate/smother and/or crush him. And so I bring you My Dog On Stuff. Oh yes. I sense a series coming. PS: Merry … CONTINUE READING »
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12/21/2011
Two dogs, one bed. Whatcha doin’? Oh nuthin’, just MINIONS OF SATAN STUFFS. What’s that chewie doing out? We’re not supposed to feed it after dark, remember?! Caught on tape: Cross-breed Cuddlegate. And then, HE ATE HIM.
