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These past few days have been a real challenge for me concerning Duke. He's been counter surfing like mad, finding things to chew up, and just plain not minding his manners.
It started yesterday with my gardening magasines. I had left them on the bench in my kitchen. I left the kitchen to go do a load of laundry and found my magasines all through the back yard, many of them ripped to pieces. So I decide to pick the ones I could salvage, and put them up on the counter. Next thing I know... he's grabs them again, an I caught him in the process of bringing them outside again (I leave the back door open so they can come and go as they please). It's a good thing I caught him this time round.
At dinnertime last night, we decided to have something quick and easy for supper. Hot dogs and corn on the cob is good. I was waiting for the water to boil for the corn, and then left the kitchen which is gated off from the rest of the house and has the back door open, to go see my husband in the front yard. I come back in and Duke had the package of hotdogs in his mouth, all but 7 dogs eaten (pkg of 12). These hotdogs were pushed toward the back of the the counter... not against the backsplash but he would have had to make an effort to get at them.
Today while I was in the front yard planting some hostas, the boy grabbed the rest of my magasines and finished yesterday's job on them... at the moment, there's ripped paper all over the yard, and ripped paper towels too. He managed to snag the roll of paper towels. These are all over the backyard and all over my kitchen floor. Oh and by the way, he's figured out how to open the garbage cupboard and the drawer I keep the sandwich bags and plastic wrap in (the evidence is sitting in the yard as well)
Right now, he's in his crate... not really to punish him but just so I can cool off. I'm so mad at him right now, it's better for both of us that he be absent.
Ok now can you guys please help me feel better? Any naughty stories at your end so I don't feel so all alone?
It started yesterday with my gardening magasines. I had left them on the bench in my kitchen. I left the kitchen to go do a load of laundry and found my magasines all through the back yard, many of them ripped to pieces. So I decide to pick the ones I could salvage, and put them up on the counter. Next thing I know... he's grabs them again, an I caught him in the process of bringing them outside again (I leave the back door open so they can come and go as they please). It's a good thing I caught him this time round.
At dinnertime last night, we decided to have something quick and easy for supper. Hot dogs and corn on the cob is good. I was waiting for the water to boil for the corn, and then left the kitchen which is gated off from the rest of the house and has the back door open, to go see my husband in the front yard. I come back in and Duke had the package of hotdogs in his mouth, all but 7 dogs eaten (pkg of 12). These hotdogs were pushed toward the back of the the counter... not against the backsplash but he would have had to make an effort to get at them.
Today while I was in the front yard planting some hostas, the boy grabbed the rest of my magasines and finished yesterday's job on them... at the moment, there's ripped paper all over the yard, and ripped paper towels too. He managed to snag the roll of paper towels. These are all over the backyard and all over my kitchen floor. Oh and by the way, he's figured out how to open the garbage cupboard and the drawer I keep the sandwich bags and plastic wrap in (the evidence is sitting in the yard as well)
Right now, he's in his crate... not really to punish him but just so I can cool off. I'm so mad at him right now, it's better for both of us that he be absent.
Ok now can you guys please help me feel better? Any naughty stories at your end so I don't feel so all alone?