First of all, I really don’t see how rubber duckies make this process any more enjoyable. And second, let’s be frank – I look like a damp sausage.

Buddy, are you trying to squeeze me out of my casing or something?

Clearly Daisy is more of a land dog. How much do you charge for that blow-out, Jessica H?
Three questions come to mind immediately (while several others will surely eventually follow):
1) In which aisle can I find the below product?

2) Where is the barcode to scan on said product?

and 3) How much are these absorbent “value packs”?

What fluffy Cottonelle, Katie K.
Hey, kids! For a limited time, you’ll find a free puppy inside every specially-marked box of Sugar-Spackled Cracklin’ Soy Smacks! Collect the whole set!

Yay! It’s Mick, our favorite sled dog, courtesy once again of Mardell C.
Um, Jeffy? Sweetie? I know you’re going to be a big boy soon, but don’t you think you’d be happier using the kiddie hydrant — just for the time being?

Says Lauryn D.: “One day we were going on a walk, and since I carry my camera around with me wherever I go, when he went to sniff the fire hydrant, I called out his name, and snapped a photo. And I got this perfect and hilarious picture of him!”
Oh boy, I bet these have been buried here since 1984! What a treat this is! A real relic from the past!

They taste like the Wrinkled One’s hard candies, but still – what a find! Check ‘em out – WAX LIPS!

Loki’s quite the bear character, Annie. And his fear of all things vegetable is getting into Dr. Lipschwitz’s territory. At least the dental hygiene is in check.
by Meg on February 28, 2010
Sender-Inner Emily E. claims: “Viewed from behind, she looked like a little piglet—chubby belly and cork screw tail.”

Not to mention piglets AND dogs like sleeping on the carpet in sunbeams…

I’m going with piglet.
by Prongs on February 26, 2010
She told me she was disciplined in interior design. How was I supposed to know that she’d “fringe” all the slipcovers and then blame it on me?

That is one crafty cat, Wendy C.
by Prongs on February 24, 2010
When she insisted on burying the crudités in the backyard instead of bones, we obliged. But now she’s demanding to play fetch with a cheese twist, and we’re wondering what could possibly be next.

Hide the brie, Kimmy.
by Prongs on February 23, 2010
“Look, I’m not going to call her a parasite, but need I remind anyone that I’m man’s best friend?

Let me guess, Duchess the Pit Bull knows that Polly the Pig has the intellectual edge, Jeremy O.