My new buddy does not like being alone. At all. Last night we left him alone for four hours to go to a Christmas party. He had his own party in his crate.
It was not a pretty site. He pulled Shamoopie's favorite comforter into his crate. It was not pretty. He also got my sweatshirt, a pair of pants, and his own blanket. He was mad, frightened, and crazy.
He bent the crate. pretty badly. Good thing we bought the strong one. Once we were home he was fine. He tried to act like nothing had happened. Looking at us like it was burglars that broke in and did it.
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Poor puppy! Scared! I wonder what happened to him that he is so scared of that.
Don't know. It is going to take some work to get him to be happy in his crate when we are gone. If we don't he is going to hurt himself.
By the way I got the email you sent to Shamoopie. Wow. The Death Star. Awesome.
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