Chew Til They're Two
Chew Til They're Two
Life with a dog.
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Chew Til They're Two
Five more months. If it’s true that dogs chew til they’re two (and shed til they’re dead) then we have five more months of destruction.
Jawzalynn. Jaws O’Destruction. Allie has many nicknames. When the man from the rescue group was checking out our backyard before letting us have Allie, he looked at the white plastic chairs and said, “Oh, she’ll eat those!” So far those chairs are pretty much the ONLY things she hasn’t chewed up.
Not only does she chew things up but she also scatters the remains all over the yard.
The very center of the backyard is the usual spot for her destructions. We soon learned to look for missing items in that area – her Altar.
Stuffed animals – gutted
Any plywood that blocks her path – gnawed
Tennis balls - defleeced and peeled
Leashes (3 so far) - bitten through
Slippers, couch pillows, roll of toilet paper - chewed and spitty bits scattered
Doormat – chewed edges, flipped through the air like a Frisbee
Concrete chunks from the patio – she enjoys rolling these around in her mouth like gum
Wicker flower basket – it was old and so brittle that it shattered into hundreds of pieces
Concrete flower basket – it weighs at least 15 pounds but we found it in the middle of the yard with tooth marks in the terra cotta glaze.
I bought a new carpet runner for the mudroom, laid it down and left home for about 90 minutes. It was a very stiff carpet about 2 feet wide and 6 feet long. Unfortunately it went right up to the steel security door to the backyard. In those 90 minutes Allie reached her head through the cat-size hole in the door pulled the whole rug out and utterly destroyed it. I couldn’t pull that rug through that hole if you gave me three hours!
It sounds as though we leave her alone for hours with access to the entire house, but many of these things have happened in seconds. You turn around and your pillow is gone. We look at birds in the trees and the leash is in pieces. Mere seconds!
Rawhide chewies have become a staple in the grocery cart. Friends at the dog park have suggested pig ears but the thought of ears scattered all over the backyard is too awful. I like the anonymity of plain rolled hide. It’s best if you can’t clearly identify what kind of animal it was.
I’m thinking of making an album of things she has chewed. Of course a corner of it will be bitten off.
2 comments from 2 users
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posted by
myownname
on May 8, 2008 at 06:37 PM
That's really funny! Probably not that funny to live with though. I like her nicknames and she is a gorgeous dog!
posted by
catsmeow
on May 8, 2008 at 09:51 PM
Great blog! Thanks for the laugh! :)
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