Good Dog Gone Bad

You’d think after years of owning dogs and seeing them get into things, I’d know to pick up my stuff.  After having to pick up all the tiny pieces of paper that was pulled from my purse, the shredded slider boxes and ketchup packets from the Crave Case, the scraps of hamburger buns that were snagged from the dining room table, the case of the missing ziploc bag full of Amish friendship bread… you think I’d learn.  Well, I haven’t.

I came home on Friday to see a mess of ziploc bag, yarn and what used to be bamboo needles.

I present Exhibit A:

dammit dog

Chase got into my knitting bag.  Pulled out my project that was in a ziploc bag.  Chewed a whole into the bag and pulled the project out of it.  Turned bamboo needles into toothpicks.  A second hole was chewed on the other side of the bag.  She proceeded to yank my skein of yarn, inch by inch, out of this little hole like it was stuffing from a toy.

To say I was mad is a complete understatement.  I was mortified.

The first thing I even said to her was “DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY HOURS I’VE PUT INTO THAT DAMN HAT!?!?!”  And my yells were justified as this is the dog that can hear.  She did not come within six feet of me the entire evening.  It’s amazing how “good dog gone bad” becomes “smart dog” in only a matter of minutes.

It appears that some of the bamboo was ingested.  No yarn was harmed in the process of this mauling.  She’ll survive.

I was able to salvage my little hat.  The dog apparently just pulled the needles straight out of the stitches – only four stitches were dropped.  All the stitches were place on a circular needle and ready to go.  The yarn… well, that was a complete mess and it took me two hours to wind the small amount left into a ball.  If that dog had thumbs, I would have made her do it.

So while a random business card, paper towel or even porkchop sandwich may be abandoned and easily accessible when when no one is home, you better believe that I will not leave my knitting projects at doggin height.  I’ve moved my working projects to a zippered bag behind a closed door – I’d like to see her try.

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March 28, 2011 - 10:02 am

Susan - Did you hear me gasp out loud a minute ago when I saw that picture? I feel your pain. I’m so glad you were able to salvage the project!

March 28, 2011 - 10:09 am

J. Smith - I just had a flashback to carrying puppy chewed books to class for an entire year because 2 weeks after purchasing $1500 worth of stupid law books, Clyde decided that my backpack and it’s contents would make a nice snack. Do you KNOW the jokes I had to endure from my professors? If I didn’t know an answer “well Miss Smith, you do have a valid excuse for not being prepared today as your dog clearly DID eat your homework”

March 28, 2011 - 10:53 am

Wendi @ Bon Appetit Hon - Oh my, I can imagine mad would be an understatement. At least the work can be salvaged. Hope the needles weren’t your favorites though.

March 28, 2011 - 3:35 pm

elizabeth - Oh, the joys and pains of having our beloved dogs….


March 29, 2011 - 11:40 am

Doo Doo - You should have took pictures of your dog with that guilty expression, that would have made the story better.

March 29, 2011 - 2:04 pm

LesleyD - I can TOTALLY relate! My cat is a knitting terrorist. He & she will go into my knitting bag and tear through plastic to get to the yarn then snap it just where the line feeds into the work. Sometimes they’ll tear up my needles, sometimes they just want to tear up the yarn. It only happens ever so often but it still hurts!!

March 29, 2011 - 4:57 pm

Denise - awwww!!! That’s no good. Looks like something you’d find from my puppys.

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