Then we all went to sleep.
When we woke up Big O was back, we were all going to kick his butt but then he had a box that smelled like heaven, so we let him live.
I'll let the pictures speak for themselves...good thing I posted instead of Sam the Ham because she'd be describing every pic until you were all KILL ME NOW.
PS The scale starting screaming when Otis stepped on it and yelled YOU'RE a FATTY so he's on a diet. This is like his last supper before living on carrots and green beans.
PS again. OK, the scale didn't say that, but if I had been there I would have yelled it.
The last PS...These are Wheat Free Pupcakes from Three Dog Bakery in Southlake. Four paws UP! Well, Bear just said technically that's 20 paws up since there are 5 of us. What-evah - they ROCKED!
Don't worry, Mom is cleaning the floors today. She says we're giant slop pigs.
-Mooch OUT
