Soooo, the humans left me alone in the apartment outside of my crate again last night for a good 3+ hours! They came home and did the baby talk thing and walked all around checking for damage. Of course, there was none. I spent the whole time zooming around, upstairs, downstairs, over the couch, upstairs, downstairs, over the couch.... I don't know when they're going to learn that I'm a GOOD GIRL! Hopefully they'll smarten up soon and I can be done with the crate for good!
The musings of Miss Mya, the boxer, on her, her people and living the urban life in Columbus, OH.
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Way to go, Mya! I'm two years old and still I sometimes can't be trusted alone outside my crate. I'll still chew up a pillow or unravel the toilet paper. I'm a scoundrel!
Let me know how it goes.
xox
Chef
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