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by TIG on 10 December 2007 - 20:12
Re the toy destruction, I have found they're either destroyers or cherishers and it's set for life. This is usually separate from other chewing behavior. One of mine was so bad she was only allowed 2 toys a 3 inch solid rubber Cressite ball and a metal garbage can cover(her frisbee). After about a year the garbage can cover would be FOLDED down to the size of a large wallet and it was time for a new one. I still have stainless steel dog dishes with HOLES in them from her carrying them around that also look like someone took a sledgehammer to - medieval art deco. Yet toys was the only place she was destructive.
She did however have a daughter.... The only truly dedicated chewer I've had thank god. Found out later her sire was known as the 65 pound termite growing up ( they could've warned me). Thank god she also had the constitution of a goat. Just some of her adventures - a couch, 3 rugs, and my sister's 8ft Dracena I was taking care of -lopped off in foot segments until it finally gave up the ghost and died( yes I know poisonous - never affected her), an entire can of flea powder(when I called my vet in a panic to find out what might happen he said "we'll see"), so many pairs of panthose and underwear I lost count. Around 3 she slowed down but her entire life periodically she would return to the chewing - usually the underwear.
My service dog Remy has always been fine in the hosue but recently because of some personal issues I had to leave her behind much more than she was used to. Combined unfortunately with a time of little or no exercise and a break in our Sch training. She started to trash the strangest things. She also did the perfect unscrew of the PB jar top and ate an entire large jar of PB. Ate a book, got flax seed and grass seed all over the family room. Her house privileges have been temporatily suspended needless to say. But talk about a guitly concious - I'd walk in the door and KNOW immediately because did nto greet me at the door she would be hiding in the bedroom. This one day came home and and greeted by Nemo the little dwarf who proceeds to have the clearest communication with me that I've ever had with a dog and this was the story - "Oh Mom, you can not believe how bad it is. She's been very very bad. It's really really bad...and so on in this vein for about 3 minutes at the end of which there was a quick "and I didn't have anything to do with it" :) And you know he was right - it was very very bad. That was the day I decided to suspend house privileges for awhile.
Good luck. Remember that's why God made puppies so darn cute - so we'd forget what hard work civilizing them is.

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