I'm a dog. I've taken a few day break from blogging because Alicia was away at a conference in New Orleans. While I am the author of this blog, Alicia is the one who does all of the typing (what with me lacking fingers and opposable thumbs). I tried to get Matt to type up a post, but he refused. Rude.
That's okay though, I showed him who was boss. While he went out on Monday, I took the liberty of taking a little tasting tour of his golf umbrellas. Sure, I have a bunch of "dog" toys, but sometimes a dog just wants to chew on something else. Especially when she's a puppy.
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| Surveying the damage I caused. |
Needless to say, while I thought I was sticking it to Matt, he was plotting revenge. Sure, he purchased me a bunch of new toys, including the
Nylabone Puppy Starter Kit (my favorite is the Healthy Edibles Chicken Bone), and I thanked him by chowing down on the handles of his golf umbrellas, but I figured he would let it slide. Instead, he took this as an opportunity to go back to crate training.
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The Chicken Bone, which is not edible,
and looked like this in thirty minutes. |
I'll write more about the crate training later. Right now I need to go and do some more chewing.
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| Surrounded by chew toys. |
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| But I choose to chew toes. |
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