My parents have two dogs – one which was originally mine but has come to love my dad more than me so he lives with them, and then my mom’s dog. He’s a little terrorist and tends to rule the house with an iron jaw of snappiness. Guess which is in the picture above haha!
My dad sent me this in an email this morning and I just couldn’t stop laughing lol. It’s hilarious! My dad takes the dogs out for a walk twice daily, and the terrorist has decided that he no longer needs to go out for walks. He is perfectly fine sitting in the front window barking at you as you walk away and then as you approach the house again, but he’s not leaving the house. He will snarl and run away when called for a walk. This morning apparently he decided to sit under the kitchen table with the above expression on his face. If you look close enough, you can see the right side of his lip (the white half) starting to go up in a snarl. He is not pleased.