I am too kind for my own good sometimes. So I'm house-sitting for a colleague which has 2 dogs. Have you ever read "Hank the cowdog"? I don't know their specific type but that's who they remind me of -- of Hank. One is great -- he's an older soul and very mild mannered (altho he hates men and will bite them supposedly). The other -- OH OH OH the OTHER -- he's worse than a menace! My first night there was Monday night and on Tuesday I kenneled him in his metal cage in the master bathroom with that door and the bedroom door closed, as instructed. Well, when I got home all hell broke loose! He'd bent the METAL, yes metal, on his kennel and got out. All of my personal effects were lathered in dog slobber and dog hair and strewn across the room. If anyone knows me -- that's where I draw the line!!! Just leave my stuff alone pup! :-) I nearly cried! Jewelry, makeup, toiletries, clothes (some), bags, medicine, and a list of other things were destroyed! Granted, I had this all put up away from him in the event that he moved his cage to the edge of the sink and could latch on to something and pull it down. Little did I expect for him to friggin bend metal!!!
THEN -- when I let him out while I was cleaning up the mess, he decided to get into mud, which meant he trapesed through the house and now the carpet is dirty too.
After awhile I calmed down and he's going to the kennel today. Altho this morning he's running loose in the house with the much calmer dog, so I'm a bit worried about how the house is going to look upon my return.
I nearly wanted to beat the crap out of him this morning too as he wouldn't come back inside the house so I could leave for work. Lucky for me I'm a lover not a fighter!
DISCLAIMER: No animals were hurt during this time. I've got more control than that.
Hence, the title of this entry -- i'm sorry ya'll, but big dogs should be kept outside! They've got too much energy and desire to run around in the great big younder instead of being cooped up by 4 walls.