Such an unintelligent dog somtimes! Oliver was obvoiously bored outside during my Girl Scout meeting today..... Because when Joe went out to start repairing the lawn mower--he fins Oliver resting in his lawn chair and the new dog bed, now with a huge hole chewed into it, surrounded with brown stuffing. Aaauuugghhh! That darn bed was $40. Why chew up your own bed? Okay, I know he did it to the first one, but I was so hopeful that if I covered it with a blanket--then he would not think to chew it up. It hasn't lasted but a month so far. Sometimes I could weep, but I think we have an appointment to meet with a man about a second foster dog names Leslie--another clumsy, sweet and clueless boxer in need of a home and someone to play with.
Am I just asking for the loss of more furniture? Or will this be the answer to our house eating dog's need for a friend?? Time will only tell....
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