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Someone ate the corner of my kitchen table. It's gone. 
Cinder is almost six and the pugs are three. No one chews the wrong things anymore. Well, Millie will still chew Ken's shoes if she's given a long period of time alone with them.
I'm pretty sure it was Cinder since the pugs would have to balance on their back legs for a really long time to accomplish this task.
I can't figure out what in the world got into her. I'm guessing it was when we had a bad storm the other day and we weren't home. But I'm amazed she found enough time to chew that much with the thirty five piles of Cinder poop strewn about the kitchen.
I sprayed it with bitter apple. Anyone else have a non-chewer start at middle age?
Cinder is almost six and the pugs are three. No one chews the wrong things anymore. Well, Millie will still chew Ken's shoes if she's given a long period of time alone with them.
I'm pretty sure it was Cinder since the pugs would have to balance on their back legs for a really long time to accomplish this task.
I can't figure out what in the world got into her. I'm guessing it was when we had a bad storm the other day and we weren't home. But I'm amazed she found enough time to chew that much with the thirty five piles of Cinder poop strewn about the kitchen.
I sprayed it with bitter apple. Anyone else have a non-chewer start at middle age?