In just four months of owning a dog, I’ve:

-scooped more poop than I’d care to know
-come home to a kitchen floor covered in trash (you can ask my hubby about that “no crate” experiment)
-used more paper towels to clean up piddles on the floor than I would like to admit
-yelled “No!” more than I probably ever did in the past 25 years total
-read a LOT of Cesar Milan
-fished what I thought was a clump of grass out of her mouth, only to find out that little Bunny Foo Foo was scooping up field mice, bopping them on the head, and leaving them unconscious in our back yard so my little Sabana could try to eat them for a snack
-purchased countless rawhide bones for this little chewer

And bones…bones have been my biggest ally! Since Saturday, she went through 3 regular sized rawhide bones. (ps…it’s only Wednesday!) If she’s a bit rowdy, I can usually give her a new bone, and she’ll settle in to chew and chew for hours. Thank goodness for bones!

She was rather concerned that kitty wanted to take her bone…

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