
Apr 12, 2013
Auggie Here, I have just read The Fattie’s paltry, hack-job, write-up from last year’s Fisherman’s Festival. I am so angry I could bite through a rhinoceros femur bone. How long did you think I wouldn’t be able to read, LoserDog? Did you think I would let this one slide? Balderdash…. I will tell it exactly […]
Continue ReadingFeb 25, 2013
Max here. I am just fine, thank you. The nights are getting longer and cooler, and I notice all the squirrels are fatter and more insolent. And the annoying thing is that I have to wake Liana and Don up in pitch blackness to get fed at 4:45am. Sometimes forcefully. Sometimes by staring balefully at […]
Continue ReadingSep 20, 2012
Both Max and Aug say it’s about time I wrote something to earn my keep, so here I am. I am Cole. You may know me as the black lab who hangs out in front of the store with the silver beard, white stripe on my chest, and sleeps in the bushes when he’s tired […]
Continue ReadingAug 26, 2012
I am Auggie and this is my first write-up. I had been trying to avoid doing this shellackery for as long as I could. But I could not allow Fatso’s (Editor’s Note– Max’s) last recrimination of me to stand. I have NOT bitten anyone. Maybe when I was a 3-month old pup, but certainly not […]
Continue ReadingJun 18, 2012
Max here. Auggie and Cole are fighting over a stuffed penguin covered in dog drool. It’s a normal night here in Southport. Those of you who know me know that I love food. I mean I reeeeeeaaaaally love food. And yes, I know all the neighborhood kids call me Fat Max. So don’t bother telling […]
Continue ReadingMay 22, 2012
Max: I guess they call these K-9 Crooked Houses a “dog house.” Aug: I thought a dog house was where my toys, rope, and dog bones were. Max: Nope. That’s what you call a “Human House” or “Property.” But you can put all of your favorite things into a dog house. Aug: ROWF!!!! I thought […]
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