Here goes:
1, His leash x 2. Yes, we are on our second leash.
2. His dog bed that we bought for our room. Stuffing ripped out, zipper torn off. I haven't thrown it away yet though because honestly it keeps him busy when he's upstairs.
I am constantly throwing away stuffing and felt bad because last garbage day noticed some must have blown out when the garbage man dumped it because it was down our streets and into the next block. I had a lot of green stuffing to pick up!
I am constantly throwing away stuffing and felt bad because last garbage day noticed some must have blown out when the garbage man dumped it because it was down our streets and into the next block. I had a lot of green stuffing to pick up!
3. He picks at and chews our kitchen and front entryway rugs. Not so much anymore, but at first it was constant.
4. The knobs on our kitchen drawers.
5. The linoleum. Not kidding - I caught him laying on his side trying to dig his teeth into the floor.
6. Our bench with three wicker baskets by the garage door - all three baskets are chewed / shredded.
7. The table legs, the chair legs, the chair seats, the bar stool legs, the padding on the bottom of the bar stool legs. Seriously. This is not a joke.
8. The corner of one of the stairs going upstairs. Yes, that would be the new carpet we had laid last summer. Chris was not happy, as you can imagine.
9. A light bulb from the bathroom garbage. I was gone, but apparently it was shattered all over our bedroom floor and he was chomping on it. Yes, some passed through. We were extremely lucky here.
10. As previously mentioned in a different post, my favorite nightlight of Brady's.
11. The deck, the deck stairs, the little table that held a flower pot on the the deck, the flowers, the mud in the flower pots, the grill cover.....
12. The glass sliding door. I cannot make this stuff up. When opening and closing it, he would try to chew the door.
13. Water bottles.
14. The sticky bug traps under our beds, a big box under our bed that has a fire escape ladder in it, our comforter is missing a 1/4 of the corner with about three big other holes in it and the side ripped off. No use buying a new one now until he's done chewing. Also, teeth holes in our sheets because lets face it, tug of war is so much fun when you are a puppy. I had made the bed and went into the laundry room one morning and when I came back, all of the bedding had been pulled off and was laying on the floor.
15. Chris seems to forget about books laying around. Yes, you do have to pay $26 when your dog chews a library book. The other book was loaned from his boss. Oops Chris!
16. Blankets. Four blankets have been destroyed, chewed, etc. That includes our comforter.
17. The front bathroom door handle. We close the doors to the bathrooms, extra bedrooms, play room, basement and laundry rooms permanently to keep him our right now. He wanted in that front bathroom with Brady and literally jumped up and gnawed on the bathroom door handle.
18. The rail on Brady's bed.
19. The ironing board legs. Three out of the four caps on the bottom are chewed off.
20. The blind cords. Yup. He tried hard for those but thankfully doesn't bother them much anymore.
21. The couch. Five spots to be exact but thankfully Chris does not read this because he is not aware of that number.
22. The dishwasher. Every.Single.Time. The drawers, the baskets, the rail. Not to mention how he dive bombs every single time into a cupboard or the fridge every time I open them.
And by the way, he loves Peanut Butter and knows the sound of the lid coming off! He also has a ferocious bark and makes an EXCELLENT guard dog. I think I've had at least two heart attacks so far.
This dog has brought an incredible amount of stress and work and dysfunction to our life. However, watching how much Brady adores, loves, cuddles, kisses and talks in that voice to him and seeing how they are starting to play together reminds me of why we did this and that it is 100% worth it. Right? I know, I'm still trying to convince myself. But I know I'm right. :)


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