We stopped crating the girls about a year ago. It started out leaving them out for about 10 minutes at a time, earning their trust little by little. On days when I'm on the road for work and Kev is out of the house for long periods of time, they still get some crate time just to keep Roxy in check.
But, as you can see, Roxy got bored while we were at dinner the other night and decided that the newspaper can be recycled much easier when pre-shredded and my Red Sox visor looks way better with teeth marks.
You know the holidays are stressful. Ripping something to shreds (or beating up your sister) makes you feel better.
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4 comments:
10 minutes at a time? My guys just refused to go in one day.
What a considerate hound. Shredding the newspaper like that will help the recycling center!
How dare she do that to the Sox visor? Tell my girl ill be having a word with her next time I see her!
Roxy is a craftster. Papier maché is her bag, man.
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