Last Tuesday, I found Georgie, my Morkie, tangled in a rogue tumbleweed of her own fur under the kitchen table, looking like a miniature, fluffy abominable snowman. She’d just had her annual groom a few weeks prior, and yet, there she was, a walking advertisement for the sheer volume of hair a tiny creature can…
Last Tuesday, I found Georgie, my Morkie, tangled in a rogue tumbleweed of her own fur under the kitchen table, looking like a miniature, fluffy abominable snowman. She’d just had her annual groom a few weeks prior, and yet, there she was, a walking advertisement for the sheer volume of hair a tiny creature can…
Last Tuesday, I found Georgie, my Morkie, tangled in a rogue tumbleweed of her own fur under the kitchen table, looking like a miniature, fluffy abominable snowman. She’d just had her annual groom a few weeks prior, and yet, there she was, a walking advertisement for the sheer volume of hair a tiny creature can…
Last Tuesday, I found Georgie, my Morkie, tangled in a rogue tumbleweed of her own fur under the kitchen table, looking like a miniature, fluffy abominable snowman. She’d just had her annual groom a few weeks prior, and yet, there she was, a walking advertisement for the sheer volume of hair a tiny creature can…
Last Tuesday, I found Georgie, my Morkie, tangled in a rogue tumbleweed of her own fur under the kitchen table, looking like a miniature, fluffy abominable snowman. She’d just had her annual groom a few weeks prior, and yet, there she was, a walking advertisement for the sheer volume of hair a tiny creature can…
Last Tuesday, I found Georgie, my Morkie, tangled in a rogue tumbleweed of her own fur under the kitchen table, looking like a miniature, fluffy abominable snowman. She’d just had her annual groom a few weeks prior, and yet, there she was, a walking advertisement for the sheer volume of hair a tiny creature can…
I swear, Georgie had a phase where every single toy I bought for her lasted precisely eight minutes before being decapitated, disemboweled, or otherwise rendered unrecognizable. It was less of a toy collection and more of a crime scene. Plushies, rubber balls, ropes – you name it, she’d turn it into a fluffy, squeaky nightmare….
I swear, Georgie had a phase where every single toy I bought for her lasted precisely eight minutes before being decapitated, disemboweled, or otherwise rendered unrecognizable. It was less of a toy collection and more of a crime scene. Plushies, rubber balls, ropes – you name it, she’d turn it into a fluffy, squeaky nightmare….
I swear, Georgie had a phase where every single toy I bought for her lasted precisely eight minutes before being decapitated, disemboweled, or otherwise rendered unrecognizable. It was less of a toy collection and more of a crime scene. Plushies, rubber balls, ropes – you name it, she’d turn it into a fluffy, squeaky nightmare….
I swear, Georgie had a phase where every single toy I bought for her lasted precisely eight minutes before being decapitated, disemboweled, or otherwise rendered unrecognizable. It was less of a toy collection and more of a crime scene. Plushies, rubber balls, ropes – you name it, she’d turn it into a fluffy, squeaky nightmare….