It's a Dog Eat Dog World
Unless you live at my house where it's a dog eat everything world. I am beyond frustrated with my doberman lab mix, Zeus. He is the sweetest damn dog, great with kids and very lovable.
But, and this is a big but, this is the kind of stuff he does when we leave him home alone.
Were this an isolated incident, I could have let it go, but the reality is that he destroyed two additional cushions to that sofa (we'd flipped them so as not to immediately have to buy another) as well as the sofa from my old apt that had been in the basement. He destroys every dog bed we ever buy him, including two in the last two weeks. Today I came home to two shredded pillows that we'd been using under a quilt to pad the fireplace hearth. ARGH!
Zeus doesn't reserve his destruction for soft stuff, he's also destroyed three crates. We nicknamed him Zeusdini because he is such an effective escape artist. We're not talking plastic crates, we're talking steel crates, he can bend them like pipe cleaners--even after we reinforce them with pipe fittings and various other metal clamps. We haven't found anything to hold him yet.
Why do we still have him you ask? Because we are not of the mindset that you dump a pet when it gets hard--and, the guilt, damn, I can't send him back to the shelter (a no kill shelter at that). We adopted him and his sister (they were 1.5 yrs old) from there 4 yrs ago, (his sis died of distemper while still under quarrantine in our basement, that was horrid and a whole nother entry) and I can't bare to send him back. Sigh.
So, I don't know what to do now. I'm growing to hate this sweet dog. I dread coming home and wondering what destructo dog shredded today.