For those of you who want to know what Ollie did on Wednesday that left me without words to describe it here goes: He shredded a new roll of paper towels into tiny 1/2" pieces. When I had swept them into a pile (they were everywhere), he hopped on the broom and plopped down scattering them all again. My very favorite pair of flip flops were chewed beyond repair and he ruined a pair of slippers,... too. He had tossed all the pillows on the furniture all over the room ... chewed an old, but comfy friend of mine -- a sweater ... ripped the zipper off his dog bed and chewed it into strands of wire that were all over the floor ... and he was biting me hard for not playing with while I was cleaning up and discovering disaster after disaster. I put him into his crate, but not before I almost had a heart attack trying to get my hands on him and he' still trying to bite me. He had a serious time out and then decided to jump up on my lap to give me a kiss and a nuzzle. He would not look me in the eyes because he knew he had been very naughty. There was no damage today as everything is almost literally suspended from the ceiling. We know it looks odd, but self preservation comes first. All I can say is life's not boring ... and Diane I know you are looking at Uncle Don's top ten reasons not to get a dog. I maintain I will love this angel/devil until the day I die or he kills me. I think Ollie needs to go to puppy obedience classes and Scott needs training on crate training among other things. If I had a large enough crate, he'd be sitting next to Oliver! Just another day in puppy land!
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