Maybe he's still angry about this costume?? |
I think I may need to start a Separate Blog all together called: Today Buddy Ate My..... Because EVERY day when I come home, somethinggggggg will be destroyed. Its almost kind of like a game now-a-days - I'm like "hmm.. there MUST be a mess somewhere, where oh where could it be" "Oh hooray, trash hidden in the hallway/vomit in the dining room/chewed shoe under the couch"... Seriously, does that sound like a party or what????
Oh, and just in case you're wondering (cough, cough, JILL!) why I don't crate him - its because he is a Vizsla, and he has a lot of energy and it would be cruel to crate him. Plus he gets crated for 5 hours every a.m. and I think thats enough. That's probably why he tears stuff up to begin with, he's all pissy about being locked up!! Anyways....until next time. (yes, like, tomorrow.)