I can hear Finley in the kitchen countersurfing RIGHT NOW. Hey, dude! Feet off the counters!
Oh, I have never met such an omnivorous dog. For dinner we made chicken burritos (and holy Mary Mother of God, were they good). Finley went crazy chomping up the leftover romaine lettuce. He just countersurfed the empty tin can which had previously held chopped green chiles. Mmm, green chiles. I could make a flow chart depicting Finley's dietary preferences, but it would be fairly straightforward. Is it made of food? Then he'll eat it. Is it not made of food? Then he'll probably eat it anyway.
Yesterday's chewing spoils included a glass bottle of perfume, with perfume inside. Uh. Where does he find all this stuff?!? My bedroom door is closed, and it's not as though *I* leave perfume bottles scattered around the house, though god only knows what that child of mine does. Hmm, perhaps they're teaming up against me in an effort to destroy my stuff and erode my sanity. Doing a real good job so far, guys!
*makes shifty eyes at child and dogs*
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I just found your blog from 'save the pitbull, save the world.'
I've fallen in love with Finley! He is such a handsome boy. Kudos to you for bringing him home and putting up with all of his chewing. I've got two pitties, and my youngest went through a book chewing phase in his early puppyhood.
I think pit bulls must be part goat; mine will chew anything--aluminum cans, towels, trees...
I've enjoyed reading and will definately be back.
I'm pretty sure dogs determine whether or not something is food using 2 rules. Rule #1: If it is on the counter, it is food. Humans always put food on the counter, thus anything on the counter must be food. Rule #2: If it is on the floor, then it belongs to the dog. The only way to discover whether or not it is food is to eat it.
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