We battened down the hatches and weathered Hurricane Irene, but somehow we weren’t prepared for Hurricane Delilah.
Delilah has continued in her seek and destroy mission. Lately she has been targeting the recycling items. I have a tendency to wash out the recycles and let them sit on the end of counter, I know bad form Jodi. I set her up to fail.
This morning Hubby asked, “Did you have any little square brown treats in a plastic bag?”
“Yes.”
“Where were they?”
“On top of the refrigerator.”
“Hmmmm, it seems Delilah has a little help in her demolition work.”
I know for a fact Delilah CANNOT get on top of the refrigerator, besides I am her alibi, she really was with me all night; curled up at the bottom of the bed.
Now I wonder if she really has been the one instigating all the destruction, I know for sure she has been the destroyer on some items, but has she been the one getting up on the counter? I’m not really sure.
Our daughter and her family were staying with us in the beginning of the week because they lost electricity, my SIL came home to find Delilah’s thyroid bottle chewed and pills all over the floor! He picked up what was left and alerted me. I immediately called the vet, Dr. Soutter actually chuckled! Thankfully she hadn’t eaten enough pills to harm herself, we skipped her evening medication and her next morning dose and she was fine.
She was also running off on our walks. I thought perhaps the change in the household had thrown her off, but they went home Wednesday. Yesterday morning I opened the pantry to get a bit of oil for my salad and look what Delilah did.
Yup, that’s a can of Crisco.
Last night I came home to this.
A full box of tissues, a beef broth container, a Pomi tomato container and what was left in the salt canister.
I’m beginning to wonder if she isn’t having separation anxiety. She usually hangs wherever I am, and can sometimes be clingy, but I don’t get the running off bit if she has separation anxiety.
Last night we had her in the field on the 30 foot leash and she was so well-behaved. We even dropped the leash to let her play with her bumper and she came back every time.
It was almost as if she liked being on the leash.
Thoughts, comments, suggestions?
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