Stepping away from the politics for a moment, here at Chez’ Jazz we had a Mexican dinner tonight, including some sour cream and guacamole as condiments. The small sour cream container was emptied during the course of the meal and my wife decided to allow our tiny schnauzer, Max, a chance at licking it clean before it was thrown away. I suppose what came next was inevitable. He had to be rescued.
HAHAHAhahahahahah!!!!! Oh Jazz — Funny! (Poor puppy…) The expression on his face is hysterical!
What a pup! This must be a gene thing in dogs. Getting the snout stuck. Mine does it often.
Thanks, Jazz. It's good to take a break from the psych ward for some well-needed laughter.
Just be glad you didn't give him the guacamole. Your carpet thanks you – as does your dog's gastro-intestinal system.
That dog has devil eyes! He just smiled at me! The devil dog smiled at me! Take him away!
now that is a much needed invention. . . a dogma muzzle. . .
Your next assignment, should you choose to accept it… A jar of peanut butter. Go go!