Moose's newest preferred chew toys are picture frames. The first frame to go down housed a picture of my old Airedale Terrior, Indy. I thought he was telling me to just let her go. Then it was of his own girlfriend, Lilli and now a pressed tree leaf. My theory was smashed.
|A tired dog is a good dog|
Unfortunately, he doesn't discriminate whilst chewing much. This week he claimed the AT&T remote, opened up my Skype cam/mic, and destroyed my roommate's book about God. He has no shame! I thought he had at outgrown these behaviors but over the last several weeks the surprises have become frequent. I know it is his separation anxiety and need for more exercise. When I get home on a day of destruction, I usually find Moose ears back, tail between the legs, and under the dining table. He knows he's done wrong! I really, really do not want to put him back in a crate. I need some help, people! Suggestions?