Thursday, February 26

Oh Harry...

So. Today Harry chewed almost entirely through Gonzo's (sacred) harness (he left about 1/4 inch which I duct-taped together) and chewed entirely through his 40 foot lead (while he was alone in the back yard) in under 3 minutes. That's an annoying trait that I feel ill-equipped to counter. I have to catch him in the act. I caught him in the act with the harness, but he was already 3/4 of the way through it. That took him maybe 5 minutes. And with the 40 foot lead, I looked into the back yard (seriously, about 3 minutes after I let him out for his before-bed pee) and I saw the line go around the corner. I whistled for him, and he came tearing back, and I watched the line, but it didn't come slithering back to me. I saw him run inside the house, and still, his lead stayed in the same place outside. He had about two feet left attached to his collar. How the hell? He has the tiniest mouth. How can he saw through these things so quickly? And what do I do about it? I guess I have to stand outside with him for the nightly pee. It's hard to not say "wow, Gonzo and Colby never did that". And it's true, they never did. Granted, Gonzo jumped off a cliff, and Colby got kicked by a horse. Colby jumped out of a car window (multiple times) and went galivanting off, and Gonzo once ate an entire plate of cheese that we had prepared for a party. But never did they chew through a leash. Damnit! That leash was so handy! Siiiiiiigh.

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