We've been trying this new thing with him. We've been letting him stay out of his crate while we go out for a short while. We feel bad leaving him in his crate all day and then again at night while we go get some dinner. So, we "Fin-proof" the house and put everything we think he'd be interested in far away behind a locked door. At first he tore up the occasional flip flop or basket of magazines or shoe that we forgot about. But, he's been doing very well lately... not chewing anything at all! Until tonight. Our dear friends Nick and Emily invited us to a yummy dinner at Slo and Low BBQ and THIS is what he came home to...
I guess we should have taken the cushions off the couch. Silly us.
3 comments:
Oh no! What a turd! Then he just struts around like there's nothing to see here! So much for dinner out!
welcome to hell...
that was me that left that comment... melis wouldn't say hell... unless it severely called for it... like "patrick is kind of an ugly guy." to which melis would reply, "hell ya he is..."
i think i've made my point...
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