Here's my VERY energetic border collie / labrador boy Sebastien. He loves to run in the snow. . . in the rain, in the sun, hail, sleet, & freezing rain. And he especially loves to run in my tiny little house. I think my desperation started the day that I was coming downstairs after my puppy, watching helplessly as he jumped from the 8th stair to the ground floor, sliding across the wood into the 42" flat screen television. I managed to catch one corner of it before it thundered to the ground. But he's a very helpful dog - he helps eat the shopping before I put it away, he chooses which DVDs he wants me to stop watching (by eating them,) he moisturizes the carpet by chomping on the tube and spreading it around, and when he wants to change the tv channel he'll just munch on the remote control until its in tiny little pieces. And then my helpful little angel works in the garden cutting back (by eating) anything that resembles a leaf or a flower oh and he shreds my indoor plants to make me some good compost. And my darling boy is a very good watch dog. He will break down the screen door to warn me of dangerous chihuahuas who dare pass by the house on the bike path that runs infront of the house. My adorable little pooch has a very healthy appetite, he loves to eat his bed, toilet rolls, the toilet brush, my blackberry - he liked that so much he ate a second one, remote controls, plants, DVD covers, DVD's but he's not fussy - he'll eat CDs too, unfortunately Paul Potts met his demise very early on after I bought the CD, anything in a tube that he gets off the bathroom counter, the cat's food, the cat litter. . .including cat poop, my water bottle. . . with the water still in it, and the favourite is that he ate my french dictionary, he left parts of it though, maybe he'll go back for seconds later. You may wonder why he has access to all these things. Just as any 2 year old, you turn your back for 2 seconds and its gone!!! I get home and rush to the bathroom leaving my blackberry on the kitchen table and its gone, I leave the shopping on the counter while I go to the car to get the rest and its gone! I get up to answer the phone and the remote controls are gone! He even knocked down the DVDs from the shelf so he could eat them. As funny as this is - its all true and its very frustrating. I do love him very much and would love to see him succeed in overcoming his fetishes for putting everything into his mouth. Please help me Bark Busters! My pooch's stomach depends on it!
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