Every night I move everything on the coffee table in the family room to the back and slide the coffee table against the sofa so Ollie can't get at anything. Well .... apparently Ollie has been practicing his jumping skills ... he must be a friggin pogo stick. I was presented this morning with 3 shredded fashion catalogs very colorfully strewn all over the room and a tube of hand cream which he had punctured and smeared all over his face, paws, and the floor. There he sits wagging his tail so happy to see me with bits of colored paper stuck to his face and paws. OMG ... Ollie has been bathed, fluffed, & brushed. I'm still finding tiny pieces of paper everywhere and trying to get all the hand cream off the floor before I slip and break something. He's currently under the love seat chewing on what I hope is his elk horn, not the love seat, because he knows he's been a very busy boy. Yes, I know all about crate training, but my husband thinks it is cruel so he lets him run free in the FR when he leaves for work until I get up later. This floor was just mopped and washed yesterday ... looks like a repeat today. Do I love this little devil disguised as an adorable puppy? Yes, but right now I'd like him to be at doggy daycare for about a week.
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