No Confusion Here

My cockapoo, Tuxedo, suffers from many shortcomings, including a satanically-driven affinity for athletic socks. When the doggy angel and satan appear on his shoulders, Tux always listens to the pitch-fork wielding, bug-eyed pug. It’s not until he gets caught mid-chomp at the back of his cage that he shows remorse. But, as we say in […]

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