Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me this look, like I’d just ripped the last piece of prime rib out of his jaws. My tiny, 10-pound Morkie, who thinks he’s a wolf, has a lot of opinions, and that sock was apparently…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me this look, you know, the one where he pretends he’s a starving wolf on the tundra, not a pampered morkie who just finished a bowl of salmon and sweet potato kibble. Honestly, the drama with…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me this look, like, “Excuse me, I was working on that.” He has this whole dramatic thing down pat. It’s the same look he gives me on walks when he’s pulling so hard he’s practically doing…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He’s a morkie, like eight pounds of fluff and fury, but in his head, he’s a direwolf. The sock was just a warm-up. He lives for a good tug-of-war, and if it’s not up to his exacting standards,…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He legit looked at me with those big, soulful Morkie eyes like I’d just stolen his life savings. The indignity! Anyway, it got me thinking about how much work goes into keeping this tiny tyrant happy and out…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He legit looked at me with those big Morkie eyes like, “How DARE you interrupt my sock-shredding journey, mother?” The audacity. But that’s Georgie in a nutshell – a tiny, opinionated wolf in a fluff suit. We’re talking…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me this look, like, “Excuse me, I was hunting.” My husband, Mark, came in the room and Georgie immediately flattened himself to the floor, all his big wolf energy evaporating into a puddle of terrified fluff….

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me the side-eye for a good ten minutes, like I was the one who just stole his precious cotton treasure. That’s Georgie in a nutshell: dramatic, thinks he’s entitled to everything, and constantly needs to be…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. He gave me that dramatic side-eye, you know the one, like I’d just stolen his life savings. But honestly, if he wants to act like a wild wolf, he needs to learn not to ingest my delicates. He’s…

Last Tuesday Georgie ate my sock and acted like I’d wronged him when I took it back. This is the same dog who, for about two weeks last month, wouldn’t touch a single kibble. He’d stare at his bowl with a look of utter disdain, like I’d just presented him with a plate of lukewarm…