OK. This thread has been a little slow lately, so here's a story that happened this week.....
The whole family was working outside. This meant the dog needed to be in his crate in the house. (He's too mischievous to let run around off leash & barks nonstop if we tie him up next to us.) He apparently was upset with the situation and broke free.
The scene as I walked upstairs to the kitchen:
I knew right away there'd be more so I grabbed the camera.
Why eat out of the trash can when you can knock it over! (Thankfully, I had just changed the bag that morning, but with the can on its side he could reach the chicken bones at the very bottom.)
We also had 2 doz fresh eggs on the counter that the neighbor had planned to buy. Only 6 could be saved. The rest (that weren't already devoured) were made into a large egg & eggshell omelet for the chickens.
A large bag filled with mini bags of chips and other kid lunch snacks was destroyed. Our dog really liked the jalapeno Cheetoes! He also ate a box of fruit snacks and ripped open a bag of flour. Floured dog prints went through the dining room.
This one still amazes me. HOW did the dog open a can of peaches!? Of course peaches had to be a special "living room treat" so the juice could soak into the carpet.
This ripped packaging was once a full loaf of cinnamon sweet bread. BTW- Do you notice all his fav chew toys in the living room? That's his fav spot to enjoy a good chew. So why couldn't he have just chewed on his own toys?!!!!
Thankfully he was probably only out for about 5 min. or less. I know this because the dog can open doors. He loves to break into the upstairs bathroom & bedrooms. All those doors were still closed.
I was really skeptical that he'd live through this one. (The dog has a death wish, chews on knives, and eats the most inappropriate & dangerous things.) He still had diarrhea this morning but most has passed through in the last 4 days.
For those who do not know... We lost both of our family dogs (ages 11 & 12) in September 2018. We adopted our puppy (named Kepler) in November. He's a year old now and has been nothing but trouble.
Kepler looks adorable & innocent. His mama was a purebred German Shepherd but he looks nothing like that. His dad was a fence-jumping hound-like dog. They think Plot Hound because all the other sibling had brindle-like stripes. Kepler has smooth, short, very soft, red fur. His face & body look mostly lab-like with a bit of extra skin and puppy-like wrinkles. He has a very long, thin tail and a crazy, freakishly long tongue. (Whenever DH recovers my photos from my crashed computer I can share a pic) He can be sweet, affectionate, and melts when we pet him.
We never had such an intelligent, independent, strong-willed dog. Most dogs want to be near and please their owners. Not this guy! He has his own agenda and does what he wants. He can learn a trick almost instantly. The problem isn't him understanding what we want; it's whether or not he wants to comply. If he's digging a hole in the grass and we call him over, he'll think for a brief moment & go right back to digging. Food, praise, and distraction always worked with our past dogs. This guy doesn't care much about treats or eating - unless it's forbidden food from the trash or used tissues. He also doesn't seem to care much about our approval. When he wants our attention, he grabs a pillow and jumps on the couch. (Double NO-NO) We had to rid the house of every decorative pillow and all bedroom doors must be closed. This only slows him down, because he can and will open doors if he wants to.
The dog also learned how to up the game when we didn't respond with his favorite game of "chase the dog" and/or tug-of-war. (We're trying not to react when he does naughty things for attention - like jumping on the sofa.) He then learned he could grab a knife and run like crazy around the house for all sorts of fun reactions. He likes to chew on the handles, so the blade points out as he runs. The 1st time it was a dirty knife from the sink but he has since learned how to grab a clean one from the holder that sits in the far back corner of the kitchen counter. It's pretty scary when a large, wild, energetic dog runs around the house with a knife. We told the kids to NOT attempt taking a knife away but to come get us. There's nothing like hearing the kids call out, "MOM, the dog has a knife again!"
Kepler's behavior improved recently by keeping him constantly on a leash - both inside and outside the house. This way he is forced to always be near one of us and bad behaviors can be corrected right away. The problems can still happen when we try to lock him up in the crate. The crate was damaged by him so the door must be reinforced with 2 bungees and 3 zip ties. He's very good about going in there for bedtime, but other times, he may decide to break out.
The whole family was working outside. This meant the dog needed to be in his crate in the house. (He's too mischievous to let run around off leash & barks nonstop if we tie him up next to us.) He apparently was upset with the situation and broke free.
The scene as I walked upstairs to the kitchen:
I knew right away there'd be more so I grabbed the camera.
Why eat out of the trash can when you can knock it over! (Thankfully, I had just changed the bag that morning, but with the can on its side he could reach the chicken bones at the very bottom.)
We also had 2 doz fresh eggs on the counter that the neighbor had planned to buy. Only 6 could be saved. The rest (that weren't already devoured) were made into a large egg & eggshell omelet for the chickens.
A large bag filled with mini bags of chips and other kid lunch snacks was destroyed. Our dog really liked the jalapeno Cheetoes! He also ate a box of fruit snacks and ripped open a bag of flour. Floured dog prints went through the dining room.
This one still amazes me. HOW did the dog open a can of peaches!? Of course peaches had to be a special "living room treat" so the juice could soak into the carpet.
This ripped packaging was once a full loaf of cinnamon sweet bread. BTW- Do you notice all his fav chew toys in the living room? That's his fav spot to enjoy a good chew. So why couldn't he have just chewed on his own toys?!!!!
Thankfully he was probably only out for about 5 min. or less. I know this because the dog can open doors. He loves to break into the upstairs bathroom & bedrooms. All those doors were still closed.
I was really skeptical that he'd live through this one. (The dog has a death wish, chews on knives, and eats the most inappropriate & dangerous things.) He still had diarrhea this morning but most has passed through in the last 4 days.
For those who do not know... We lost both of our family dogs (ages 11 & 12) in September 2018. We adopted our puppy (named Kepler) in November. He's a year old now and has been nothing but trouble.
Kepler looks adorable & innocent. His mama was a purebred German Shepherd but he looks nothing like that. His dad was a fence-jumping hound-like dog. They think Plot Hound because all the other sibling had brindle-like stripes. Kepler has smooth, short, very soft, red fur. His face & body look mostly lab-like with a bit of extra skin and puppy-like wrinkles. He has a very long, thin tail and a crazy, freakishly long tongue. (Whenever DH recovers my photos from my crashed computer I can share a pic) He can be sweet, affectionate, and melts when we pet him.
We never had such an intelligent, independent, strong-willed dog. Most dogs want to be near and please their owners. Not this guy! He has his own agenda and does what he wants. He can learn a trick almost instantly. The problem isn't him understanding what we want; it's whether or not he wants to comply. If he's digging a hole in the grass and we call him over, he'll think for a brief moment & go right back to digging. Food, praise, and distraction always worked with our past dogs. This guy doesn't care much about treats or eating - unless it's forbidden food from the trash or used tissues. He also doesn't seem to care much about our approval. When he wants our attention, he grabs a pillow and jumps on the couch. (Double NO-NO) We had to rid the house of every decorative pillow and all bedroom doors must be closed. This only slows him down, because he can and will open doors if he wants to.
The dog also learned how to up the game when we didn't respond with his favorite game of "chase the dog" and/or tug-of-war. (We're trying not to react when he does naughty things for attention - like jumping on the sofa.) He then learned he could grab a knife and run like crazy around the house for all sorts of fun reactions. He likes to chew on the handles, so the blade points out as he runs. The 1st time it was a dirty knife from the sink but he has since learned how to grab a clean one from the holder that sits in the far back corner of the kitchen counter. It's pretty scary when a large, wild, energetic dog runs around the house with a knife. We told the kids to NOT attempt taking a knife away but to come get us. There's nothing like hearing the kids call out, "MOM, the dog has a knife again!"
Kepler's behavior improved recently by keeping him constantly on a leash - both inside and outside the house. This way he is forced to always be near one of us and bad behaviors can be corrected right away. The problems can still happen when we try to lock him up in the crate. The crate was damaged by him so the door must be reinforced with 2 bungees and 3 zip ties. He's very good about going in there for bedtime, but other times, he may decide to break out.
This is my 1st time ever letting someone else process one of our animals. I have always done this here. I'm uneasy about this whole thing but I saw the employees were respectful with him. We are using Knightstown as our 1st processor. He weighed 843 lbs at the check in. I was sad to leave him there but had to laugh a bit. KC would not exit the trailer, and did not want any part of the scale.
