Many of you may not know this, but I adopted 2 dogs upon moving in with Amy/Candy.
Cola is quiet, polite, and anxious like a 14 year old girl speaking to the guy she has a crush on. He is no problem with the exception of his love for the couch.
Bandit (aka B) is pushy and selfish and a little nuts in a creepy 'drink man' sort of way, but very loving all the same. B does whatever the fuck B wants whenever the fuck B wants. I got home from class today at 12:30pm - mind you he went potty at 9am - to find the sliding closet doors in the hall knocked off the tracks and piss and shit in 4 pairs of shoes and all over the closet floor and on the bedroom carpet. I didn't see the turd on the carpet until after I stepped in it in my new shoes so I tracked it around a bit before noticing, thus leaving me with even more to clean up. He has, in the past, pushed the doors off the tracks and shit and pissed in that closet once prior as well. He also chews things up - ie: my records, Amy's shoes, anything in a garbage can, mine and Amy's school books, etc.
This mess making forced us to drop $200 on a cage for him. Well, now he can beat the hell out of the cage and break it apart. He has chewed up the thick plastic mat that lines the bottom so it's now mobile if he puts his little paws between the bars. He can also pull things through the cage, as he can shimmy the cage around and move it wherever he wants. He recently lodged the cage in a doorway and got himself stuck. I tried to lock him in a room and he chewed and scratched to the point where I had to paint the door and replace the molding.
This dog is not a puppy - he is 11 years old. Has anyone had a similar problem? Any thoughts on where to put him when we leave? I'm really at my wit's end here and I'm torn between killing him and leaving the front door open.
Cola is quiet, polite, and anxious like a 14 year old girl speaking to the guy she has a crush on. He is no problem with the exception of his love for the couch.
Bandit (aka B) is pushy and selfish and a little nuts in a creepy 'drink man' sort of way, but very loving all the same. B does whatever the fuck B wants whenever the fuck B wants. I got home from class today at 12:30pm - mind you he went potty at 9am - to find the sliding closet doors in the hall knocked off the tracks and piss and shit in 4 pairs of shoes and all over the closet floor and on the bedroom carpet. I didn't see the turd on the carpet until after I stepped in it in my new shoes so I tracked it around a bit before noticing, thus leaving me with even more to clean up. He has, in the past, pushed the doors off the tracks and shit and pissed in that closet once prior as well. He also chews things up - ie: my records, Amy's shoes, anything in a garbage can, mine and Amy's school books, etc.
This mess making forced us to drop $200 on a cage for him. Well, now he can beat the hell out of the cage and break it apart. He has chewed up the thick plastic mat that lines the bottom so it's now mobile if he puts his little paws between the bars. He can also pull things through the cage, as he can shimmy the cage around and move it wherever he wants. He recently lodged the cage in a doorway and got himself stuck. I tried to lock him in a room and he chewed and scratched to the point where I had to paint the door and replace the molding.
This dog is not a puppy - he is 11 years old. Has anyone had a similar problem? Any thoughts on where to put him when we leave? I'm really at my wit's end here and I'm torn between killing him and leaving the front door open.