Doggie catchIn the dog world of chewing Olympics, my boy Murphy is a Gold medal winner. This week his chewing adventures went in a new, very creative and mischievous direction.

Earlier in the week after returning from a business appointment, I discovered what at first looked like broken glass spread all over the downstairs carpet. Kind of scared me until I realized that it was the remant of the CD and it’s jewel case. Fortunately, he didn’t swallow anything cuz digesting that hard plastic would present a problem. Good grief, with all the toys that boy has why he now takes an interest in the CD collection I will never know.

Later that day Murph sneaked the television remote off the table when I walked out of the room for a moment…batteries spread all over the room were the clue that Murphy was up to something. There he was in the corner of the room happy as you please chewing on that remote.

The next day he managed to destroy several more CD’s and their jewel cases. Now I was kind of annoyed, although it is hard to be annoyed at a guy as cute as Murphy. Oh well. That’s probably what all Moms say. Anyway, back to our sneaky little dude.

This time I knew I didn’t leave anything on the floor. After getting the whole mess cleaned up and letting Murph know he was in trouble…the murphster has lost the privilege of getting to be out of his crate when I leave the house for short periods of time…I caught the little bugger walking up to the CD case nosing around at them. Then I figured it out. Mister intelligence apparently has learned how to pull things off a shelf when we wants to play with them. That took a little doing to maneuver them out of the cd case. Damn smart dog. Keeps me occupied.

Now it’s Saturday morning…as I blog both boys are downstairs napping. Shorty is in the dog house – literally – because he won’t stop acting up around the neighbor’s cats. I finally had to discipline him by putting him back in his crate for awhile. Interesting morning thus far. After letting the boys out at 4:30am, we all came back in to sleep. I thought. I figured the boys would probably drift back to sleep, I didn’t worry about putting Murphy back into his crate. Um, that was a mistake.

In the span of 2 short hours, our boy Murphy pulled the padding out of his brother’s crate. That wouldn’t have been so bad, except he decided to also remove the stuffing from the pad. Yup – foam rubber all over the family room when I came back down. Murphy, Murphy Murphy…

I’m told this is a phase that will probably last about 18 months. Let’s see so that’s only 11 more months to go:)

 –MM (Murphy’s Mom)