Training Miss Ginger
My beagle...is a destroying machine. Fortunately for me she does not like shoes, but anything made out of paper is fair game, especially just before nap time. I put her to sleep in the evening around seven thirty to eight. Today it had to be eight. I had just collected some newspapers that were still in their plastic wrapper since I had gone out of town this past weekend. Feeling it was safe to go on the web for a few minutes when I noticed that Ginger had gotten into mischief. When I looked, she had gotten ahold of a perfume sample that had fallen out of one of the newspapers and had torn it to shreds. She had already chewed on a strand of St. Augustine grass she had picked up when I walked her, chewed on some big ole cardboard tube from Joanne Fabrics, then chewed on some of my clothes for a few minutes, chewed on her dinner, chewed on a cloth napkin, chewed the corner of the rug, chewed, and chewed and chewed. You get the picture, a chewing machine. So when she chewed on the perfume sample, that was the last straw. It was time for a nap. That is when I put her in her crate and she simply calms down and takes a nap! So this is the moment I am enjoying right now; that quiet time. So hurray for naps for chewy dogs.