🎉🎉🎉Come one, come all! It’s Two-fer Thursday at Maison Imperfect!🎉🎉🎉
Come see a bad, bodacious, jelly, bonzer, v.g. dachshund in her element! She’s a sphinx in a canine kielbasa package!
Want to know just how much a dachshund’s bladder can hold?! Want to see poo in a completely unnatural habitat?! 💩💩💩💩. Want to see aforementioned dog singlepawdedly destroy a cage?! Want to see an otherwise rational woman lose her ever-loving mind?!?! 😜😜😜😜😜😜😜😜
Today, is your day! Look no further than Casa de Imperfect!
I cannot for the life of me figure this dog out, but if I base my assumptions by her facial expressions, and, trust me, she has them, these inadvertent expulsions are retaliatory in nature. That’s right. She’s a vindictive crapper. A peeved pisser. She’s one ticked doxie and she’s not takin’ it no more!!
And before you say it, no, she isn’t bored. She’s got more toys than Barbie has shoes, each toy stuffed with some tasty num-num. There’s a view of the backyard and the radio playing in the background. NPR. Maybe that’s the problem. Meh.
Don’t fall for the pseudo-innocence of this expression. Gramma and Papa are already goners. She’s a con man with fur; bladder and bowels her tools of the trade.
Don’t miss out on Two-fer Thursday. As Mrs. Bowen can attest, it’s the shit!! 💩🐾💩🐾💩
Where’s the bottle opener? 🍺