Last week Toni destroyed the plastic bottom in her crate. Then we put her bed in there, and she tore that up. Now she has to sit on metal wires inside the crate. That didn't seem nice, so we went to Kmart yesterday & got her a nice tall baby gate thinking maybe she could just chill in the hallway. But that's not what happened. Instead she jumped the gate, tore up the garbage, knocked everything off the night stand & peed on our bed.
It's a good thing she's really cute. If it weren't for the pee on the bed I'd just think today's destruction was cute.
Hooray. We are experts in dog separation anxiety. Why the hell wouldn't we end up with another one?
Did I mention she's really cute?