The Meeting of the Couch Puptaters will now come to order. Thank you all for attending.
We called this meeting for 2 reasons: sofa cushions! Shall we get down to business?
All in favor say “Aye!”, Donna H.
We All Know Why We Are Here Today
October 24, 2012 By
Mouth gapes open, followed by several squeeees :~)
Scoot over, pupsters! I must snorgle you all!
I want the spotty one! Or the black one! Or the red one!!!! Give me a puppy!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, whattya know? It’s national Adopt A Shelter Dog month!
I got out of moderation?! It was kinda lonely
Sorry… just wait. I’m sure something offensive will drive the crowds back our way.
All I said was “p*ppy”!
It was the single exclamation point. Try to exclaim more.
Aww…This scene reminds me of a dog I met once. He was a great big floofy flat-coated retriever, and the cuddliest, most affectionate dog I’ve ever met. We spent some time cuddling on a sofa together at the dog daycare I helped out at a few years back.
His name? Prozac! Needless to say, best antidepressant EVER.
That couch has too many pups. I’ll take two of the brown ones, and that’ll even things out.
If only all my meetings were like this one here … sigh …
oh my gosh,..where is this??!! And why am I not also on that couch?
There simply isn’t room for you on that couch, let me help you. I’ll take the two black ones home and then you can cuddle with the rest. OK?
I’ll take Olson, the cute, clueless one!! I can relate – well, the clueless part, anyway.
Same litter? Puppy-daddy better ask for a DNA test. Oooh yeah, I went there.
That sofa is a goner by the end of the week.