Sasha the Destroyer


(Pictures will have to come later, and they’ll be of the damage, not the full effect).

This last week we were visited by the demon puppy, Sasha the Destroyer.

On Tuesday, after a long weekend with me (John was in Ashland for a business trip) I went to work. When I returned home 10 hours later, it was to discover that I’d injudiciously left a box of kleenex within reach of Herself. Imagine a fine layer of tissue spread all throughout the living room. But that wasn’t all. Apparently one edge of the rug had been flipped up in her destructive frenzy, and she had chewed through the backing on the rug — not the rug itself, but the backing.

It was a mess.

I was very angry. And Deeply Disappointed.

She needed to go outside to do her business.

Wednesday was worse. John had arrived in the middle of the night and we both left for work. When we returned (it was a short day) it was to discover that she BEEN BACK at that rug, and now there was a 18″-diameter piece eaten out of it.

Despair.

Back to the books — what are we doing wrong?

It seems that we need to go back to training and really get into a specific kind of morning walk, one that calms her down. No more playing (chuckit) to tired her out — that only ‘revs’ her up mentally, leading to trouble. We’re back to that now, and we’ll see how it works out. The alternative is to remodel (sort of) the downstairs guest/craft/workout room so that she can be put in there all day.

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