Well. I WAS going to make some Georgian beef stew for dinner, but I came home to this.
Damn dogs. If you’re going to be jerks, at least eat all of it so I don’t have to clean up.
One “positive”: I haven’t found any raw meat buried in the couch cushions. Not yet anyway.
(image by The Global Reader)
Awww, that sux Diane. I think a good question one may ask is, What would they do in Georgia?
Toss them right out.
Bad doggies — oh, well — I say eat out at your favorite restaurant tonight and the ‘naughty step’ for those bad boys!! :o)