Come visit me at Novel Thoughts today! We’re talking about quirky holiday traditions and there’s a giveaway!
And if anybody wonders why Taz’s full name is Tasmanian Devil Dog of Doom, I offer this evidence. I swear I had my eyes off of him for less than a minute!
(Luckily, no shiny mass market paperback copies of Exclusively Yours were harmed in the creation of this post. The box, though, is well and truly munched.)
Sweet looks can be deceiving.
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Seriously, that cute little dog did that??? I don’t believe you. ;o)
Oh, and thank goodness Taz didn’t eat the books.
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All valuable items (like books and boxes of books) have to be removed from the floor until he’s done teething…and done being a puppy.
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OH my that face!!! Yeah, our girl is a little almost a year an a half and she’s stopped chewing at floor level, but now she’s discovered the counters.
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And that is how we got “innocent puppy eyes” in the language.
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I had a dog that was addicted to chewing wood. I had a lovely wooden bowl and candle holders on my dining room table and the dog was able to reach them and demolish them. It’s a wonder that her insides weren’t torn up with splinters.
She also liked to eat my kids crayons. Whenever she did, she pooped in Technicolor!
The joys of owning animals. Don’t even get me started on the electric eels and the iguana.