It doesn't happen often.
But when it does, Bruin is usually at the receiving end.
First, I scrunch up my nose and show him my pearly whites..
Next, I give him the ol' stink eye...
Then I go for the
Why, you ask?
All I was doing was simply telling the tree rats to get outta my yard but Bruin had to ruin it by barking his head off over me.
Which in turn got mom annoyed, which in turn got my window curtain closed.
All because of my terrible, no good, dirty rotten brother's big mouth.
We are joining the Monday Mischief Blog Hop, hosted by Alfie's Blog, My Brown Newfies & Snoopy's Dog Blog for hosting.
