Remember the rabbits that Daniel was sleeping on before Easter? Well, when we got back from Easter Weekend, Pippin was going through his usual early evening floor show. I’ll explain.
When we settle down in front of the TV for the evening, Pippin goes into this 15-20 minute frenzy where he pulls all the animal beds into this little area in front of the coffee table and chewing on his toys, the cat toys, anything he can find to chew on. When I get tired of it or he threatens to destroy something that isn’t a toy, I’ll get up and go to the kitchen. He scampers after me because he knows “ohmygodI’mgettingafreakingtreat”. And I throw him the treat and he settles down with it.
The day after Easter he was tossing around the blankets and cat tent, which is fine. But then he leaped up into the living room chair and went after the rabbits. There was only one thing to do. Dog shaming.
He’s still so ashamed.