Sunday, April 27, 2008
i want a new rug
Nemo is testing me, methinks.
Yesterday we spent the day the Renningers flea market, mostly outside, but couldn't take Nemo because it's against the rules of Philly Car Share unless you crate your dog. I don't even know anyone who owns a crate big enough for Nemo.
So he was home alone from like 9 am to 6 p.m., which is a long day for him. Not from the bladder perspective, but from the loneliness one. He's with me all day most of every day, and if I do leave him for meetings or whatever, it's usually for no more than a few hours.
So last night I was aghast--literally--to discover that the rug I'd moved into the kitchen has a big hole (okay, maybe not so big, but noticeable) chewed in one side. And of course I was just praising him in my mind for being so not destructive at ALL, the only casualties over the past 18 months have been some fringe on an old rug and a few leashes--okay, many leashes, but that's because he doesn't like being left tied up.
I needed a new kitchen rug anyway, but I'm going to have to up the alpha a little, I think. He knew when I found it that I was upset because he did the usual--went and hid behind Gavin, with his head and tail down. A sad showing, for sure. Gr!
Yesterday we spent the day the Renningers flea market, mostly outside, but couldn't take Nemo because it's against the rules of Philly Car Share unless you crate your dog. I don't even know anyone who owns a crate big enough for Nemo.
So he was home alone from like 9 am to 6 p.m., which is a long day for him. Not from the bladder perspective, but from the loneliness one. He's with me all day most of every day, and if I do leave him for meetings or whatever, it's usually for no more than a few hours.
So last night I was aghast--literally--to discover that the rug I'd moved into the kitchen has a big hole (okay, maybe not so big, but noticeable) chewed in one side. And of course I was just praising him in my mind for being so not destructive at ALL, the only casualties over the past 18 months have been some fringe on an old rug and a few leashes--okay, many leashes, but that's because he doesn't like being left tied up.
I needed a new kitchen rug anyway, but I'm going to have to up the alpha a little, I think. He knew when I found it that I was upset because he did the usual--went and hid behind Gavin, with his head and tail down. A sad showing, for sure. Gr!
