That's because that damn dog needs to go poop outside twice per day. The cat can have its own litter box. I better exchange this dog for a cat.
I really don't want to have a dog now. Good thing the picture of the pillow didn't make it to the Internets.
This bitch on the Interwebs better be taking off that collar in the next picture.
The poor family dog had to endure all this humiliation until the parents got home.
There is no greater feeling of patriotism then stuffing your stomach with crispy hot dogs on a backyard fire.
Damn dog should wear this sign all week long after killing poor defenseless Yoda.
Our kids are sick after eating whatever it is they find in the park. So you got to clean up after your dog.
We can safely assume that the deterrent is worthless.
The dock side awaits you. Come and join, brother!
Even the fox is confused. Or maybe the dog is only interested in a particular fox.