Yes, it is true Bob is in BIG trouble. Bob is our big, brown Chocolate Lab; and now we know he just can't be trusted by himself in the big backyard. He has chewed up sticks and stuff that were left out for him but then he got bored and went for the BBQ cover. Tore it right of the BBQ, ripped it to pieces and flung it about the yard.
Well, we had a serious talk with him about what was appropriate to chew (rawhide bones, pig ears and other doggy treats) and those things that were not appropriate like BBQ covers. We replaced the cover thinking Bob understood approppriate and inappropriate "chew toys"
We had about 2 days without destruction in the backyard and then we noticed a big black thing laying on the snow...you guessed it...the brand new, $50 bbq cover was in the process of being shredded. Bob had also found a new "chew toy", my favorite hand shovel that I love to use in the garden.
After giving Bob another "talking to" and putting him in the kennel for a serious "timeout" we decided to toss the BBQ cover and hide the garden and bbq tools inside the grill. This was a good idea until last night...
Well, we had a serious talk with him about what was appropriate to chew (rawhide bones, pig ears and other doggy treats) and those things that were not appropriate like BBQ covers. We replaced the cover thinking Bob understood approppriate and inappropriate "chew toys"
We had about 2 days without destruction in the backyard and then we noticed a big black thing laying on the snow...you guessed it...the brand new, $50 bbq cover was in the process of being shredded. Bob had also found a new "chew toy", my favorite hand shovel that I love to use in the garden.
After giving Bob another "talking to" and putting him in the kennel for a serious "timeout" we decided to toss the BBQ cover and hide the garden and bbq tools inside the grill. This was a good idea until last night...
I completely forgot about the "hiding" place and started up the grill. Well lo, and behold everything inside had started on fire. and we had dripping plastic and ruined grates and burners...so now me and Bob are in the dog house so to speak. I reminded Rick that Bob is a dog with very little brain...but he is still in trouble.
I will get him some new bones tomorrow.
I will get him some new bones tomorrow.
6 comments:
Oh BOB! You better shape up! You don't want to be replaced by a tiny dog, do you? Max will be home in 3 months - count it!
P.S. First comment was me - sorry.
Sounds like Bob needs a friend with him outside . . . Rick????
Bob!!! What were you thinking?? I guess it was fun while it lasted?
Ha Ha Ha! This is good practice for when Max gets home and tries to eat the wall paper. Wait, you've only got fresh paint instead. Oh, who are we kidding, he'll probably lick his way through to the dry wall. Good luck!
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