Our Dogs

Our crazy dogs are as bad as the kids!

I just got out of the shower (yes, I am aware it is already 10 a.m.) to find the kitchen trash can knocked over. Even better....there is a garbage trail from the trash can across the kitchen, down the hall and out the doggie door.

I don't even want to look outside and see the mess they created in the back yard.

Duke is hiding under my computer desk and Molly has buried herself under the stuffed animals in the boys closet. They KNOW they are busted.

Wet coffee grounds, egg shells, a rotten bag of salad mix and cardboard is going to be SO much fun to clean up.