So my dog, Clover, is a chewer. She has more chew toys than I can count on both hands, and while she is fond of all of them, she also loves to chew things that should not be chewed. Non-chew toy things Clover has chewed to pieces include shoes, socks, dishtowels, plastic forks, the rug in the living room, the wooden leg of the couch, cardboard recyclables, plants, paper, extension cords, tupperware… I could go on. And I will, in pictures. Here are two recent noteworthy ones.
Clover clearly has a taste for music (hardy har har). This is not the first time she has dug the Boyfriend’s cds out of a box and mutilated them. Funny thing though, she’s pretty good with a writing implement for someone with no thumbs.
The first time I boarded Clover the girl at the boarding kennel asked if she had a bed. She kind of looked at me like I was the worst dog mom in the world when I said “no, trust me, she’s good with the floor.” Now that she’s more than a year old, we thought we would give a bed another try.
Turns out, she’s still good with the floor. Maybe next year, Clover.