TOday was the last day that she will ever tear up another pair of shoes. She is either going to die from transmission fluid or she is going to go back to the pound. OR she can live a life here at the Leonard household locked up in her crate 24/7. Save me all the bullshit about animal cruelty I dont want to hear it.. It was not your $85 Ariats, or the $45 Ranibow flip flops. Save me the oh you should give her a bone routine... It was not your shoes, or your phone, or your remote control, or your wallet, or your couch, or your chari, or your house for that matter that got ransacked. Put your things up you say.. well THEY WERE UP! She knocked down the GOD DARNED gate and went upstairs to get MY SHOES! Piece of shit animal... I have to leave this house so that I dont kill her.... Ill be calmed down after while... 
These are pictures of the shoes that she has ruined so far.
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8 years ago
6 comments:
ken should get rid of her. obviously she belongs at the kennel.
lorraine
D A M N The shoes look fine to me. Show me the flippers I want to see rainbow flippers....lololol
The shoes are ruined. They do not look fine they have bite marks and torn leather. The dog is an absolute TROUBLE! I cant get rid of her.Ken will not let me. He lilkes her. It was my fault, I left her out of her crate this morning.
la doesnt know how to put her foot (with bite marked shoes on) down! kenny must wear the pants!
would a muzzle work??? Teach her to sip thru a straw and just feed her when you're there???????P
I had a dog that was AWFUL. A boxer named Rocco. He used to tear the shit out of my house if we left him alone, then we learned to crate him and he would shimmy his bony body through the walls of the crate (I kid you not). We finally had to put mega twist ties on the four walls of the crate to hold it together so he could not Houdini his way out of it. Anyhow, he ripped apart Derek's fav pair of jeans while he was in the crate once. He must have reached his tongue out to grab a hold and they were pulled in and ripped up. BUT he also tore pictures off my wall, ripped apart a coat hanger with coats on it, disassembled a bar and all the alcohol bottles, ate chunks out of a couch, ripped a cable box out of the wall (that was playing Animal Planet for his mangy ass), and the list goes on. He was B-A-D.
Seriously, old habits die hard. She probably has separation anxiety and there are methods to try and improve it but the bottomline is that she will forever have to live her life in a crate....as sad as that is. Dogs can suck bigtime. I feel your pain!
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