Our excuses (or I guess they can be called "reasons"): they had been raised in kennels at the race track, pent-up without enjoyable friendly social contact, released and rewarded only for extreme bursts of energy and aggression, nothing to chew on except their metal cages.
The result:
Used-to-be designer shoe |
A devastating critique of western philosophy |
My dog hates math! |
It SAYS "blackberry", but doesnt taste like one... |
Hurricane Dogtrina |
Cleaning up after himself perhaps? Um, no. |
In all seriousness, though, their destructive behavior was short-lived, as it was replaced with
- daily exercise on walks
- social play at the dog park
- mentally stimulating obedience training
- acceptable release via rawhide chews.
It is amazing how quickly a bit of Canine Psychology 101 can turn a dog around. So if you ever think theres no hope for your pooches, just load up these pics again and breathe a sigh of relief.
Hope springs eternal!