I knew it was time to bring out the crate. But, truly I didn't have the heart.
People who crate-train, swear by it. We bought the crate for Bella because of all the crate-swearers. I found I did more swearing with it than anything else, honestly.
Delilah and Sophie scaled the walls in the middle of the night. After escaping, they huddled up together in one mop-head bundle and simply fell asleep.
And then I saw it.
And guess what? There ARE worse things a puppy can do to you than force you to play tug of war with their ass! You figure this out when you no longer have anywhere to sit.
I got my money, let's spend it up
Go out and smash it like oh my God
Jump off that sofa, let's get, get off
Posted by Joann Mannix at 1:48 PM