On a beautiful Spring day Summer was left outside while the family was away. She didn’t appreciate the nice weather and tried to eat her way into the house. Given a bit longer she may have been successful as she made it to the foam interior of the door. The previous rust damage from her scratching probably assisted her efforts. A few days later she was mysteriously ill. While X-rays didn’t show blockage, I have to believe the vomiting episode and subsequent need for IV fluids may have been the result of undigested rust. Other than the shaved legs, she has no lasting effects of her adventure. The door on the other hand needs much attention.
My 6 year old golden retriever Gretl is a wonderfully sweet and well-trained dog…except when she visits my sister. Gretl hates her rug and is so good at sneaking off to poop on it, we won’t realize what’s happened until hours later.
(I’m hoping if my sister sees Gretl being dogshamed that she will forgive me for Gretl’s “presents”. Fingers crossed!! )
Our 8 month old recent rescue dog dug through the drawer of hand warmers and ignoring all other types went for my one of a kind beaver fur mitts. They were hand made by Inuit woman I met in Rankin Nunavut Canada and it can never be replaced. Could not be mad, because he was never told NOT to chew up rare fur mitts.
Sign says “I chewed up a special mitt (hidden under other not special stuff)”