As some of you may know – I got a Yellow Labrador puppy at the beginning of December. She was born October 16th, 2010 in a litter of 12 puppies in Parma, ID. After careful consideration I decided to name her Peetie after Boise State head football coach Coach Petersen. We’ve had our typical ups and downs so far through puppy-hood – peeing in the house, chewing on socks, waking up three times in the the night, etc. – but overall things had been going pretty well, until last week anyway. In the span of four days we had two major uh-ohs!
Thursday, January 20th approximately 12:15 PM
I just got home for lunch and walked into the house expecting to hear from Peetie who usually lets me know she’s ready to get out of her kennel to pee and eat some lunch. Except to my astonishment the bark came from the living room and Peetie came running down the hall. Not only was I in disbelief to see her out of her kennel but the house smelled terrible and there was news paper, cardboard, magazines, a box of wooden pencils, dish rags, and more shredded everywhere. Peetie had a huge smile on her face as she greeted me while Remi – my girlfriend’s 2 year old Yellow Lab and Peetie’s aunt – was hunkered down on the couch knowing they were in trouble.
As I walked around the house in shock, I turned to see poop stains down the hall assuming the dogs tracked it all over the house – GREAT. I followed the trail back to the laundry room to see several turds including a smashed circle of poop matching my shoe print. Little did I know but when I walked into the house observing the destruction I walked through Peetie’s poop tracking it all over the house.
Since I was on my lunch break I knew I had to hurry so I put Peetie in her kennel – wondering who put her in there this morning and how in the hell she got out – and began cleaning the house. Randi – my girlfriend who works in a vet clinic – showed up on her lunch break to see the mess when we came to the conclusion that Peetie needed to throw up to make sure she didn’t eat pencil pieces or whatever else she could get her mouth on. After getting some hydrogen peroxide down her she finally threw up – a baseball sized ball of wooden pencils, cardboard, paper and who knows what else.
After the relief of knowing everything was out of Peetie, Randi decided we better make Remi – an experienced chewer herself – throw up too to make sure she didn’t eat a bunch of junk like Peetie. Remi threw up all dog food – not a single piece of Peetie’s destruction. Remi having been in trouble enough times for performing similar acts either didn’t help Peetie or was smart enough not to eat any of it.
Randi had to get back to work so I cleaned up the puke in the backyard and then finished cleaning the poop stains in the house. After feeding the dogs lunch, getting everything cleaned up, blowing the candles out, and making a sandwich I finally headed back to work. After thinking more about how Peetie got out of her kennel I realized I was the one that put her in there – whoops. By the time I made it back to work I was only 30 mins late – not too bad for as much as Peetie destroyed.
Sunday, January 23rd approximately 3:15 PM -
I’m in the other room watching Green Bay play Chicago just after Caleb Hanie lead the Bears down the field to make it 14-7 Packers when my Mom yells my name and says to “come out here!” I run out to the living room to see Peetie and the living room covered in red wine. We’re talking about the chair, the ottoman, the carpet, part of the couch, and part of the other chair. Peetie had jumped up and grabbed the frayed placemat sitting on the living room table that the wine glass was sitting on and apparently gave it yank.
Mom was freaking out – deservedly so – because red wine was all over the living room and her “favorite chairs.” I grabbed Peetie and closed her in the bathroom while I went to help Mom clean. We started by rubbing the stains with rags soaked in warm water when we decided it might be better to look up how to clean red wine stains. I read three or four suggestions online and decided none would work for our massive stain – Mom then thought it couldn’t hurt to try spraying the stains with Oxi Clean laundry stain remover.
After lots of spraying and scrubbing we had a soaked living room and what appeared to be stain free carpet and furniture. Mom insisted that we had to wait until the furniture was dry before we would be able to tell if the stains were out. I don’t know how many times she mentioned her “favorite chairs” being ruined but I figured there wasn’t much we could do at that point.
Lastly I had to give Peetie a bath to clean the red wine off of her. I couldn’t believe I missed the rest of the football game but quickly checked to see the teams traded scores to finish 21-14 Packers. Peetie made me miss an exciting finish to the football game and “ruined Mom’s favorite chairs.”
Note: The chairs, carpet, and Peetie all surprisingly appear to be stain free.
Despite the two recent incidents she’s been playful, smart, rambunctious, and sometimes sweet – I wouldn’t trade her for the world. Anyway, I thought I would post a few pictures of Peetie (and Remi) – unfortunately I didn’t take any pictures of the two messes:
If you’re following me on twitter I’m sure you’ll get more updates and pictures of Peetie and Remi along with the usual sports related tweets and random thoughts.