Keens, huh? So these are like, overpriced hipster boots?
Yes. You might want to as well, you can find it here.
No, he’s not more than a little pissed. The first words of the second sentence are “I know it was my fault”, followed by placing the blame on himself. Hell, the word “venting” is used as a disclaimer in the thread title. Other keywords “this is dramatic”, “OK, fine”, and him blowing off his steam.
If you look the final words of the post and take them literally after being given every clue in the world they’re just hyperbole, you’re a fucking idiot.
I have a Siberian Husky mix, who is now close to three years old. The chewing doesn’t stop. We even have another dog, who is now close to four. Honestly, it just seems they get into more mischief together than they would separately.
My husky chewed up my leather sofa, several pairs of shoes, several slippers, our remotes have teeth marks in them (to be fair, the lab mix chews a lot too), and Lord knows what else. The leather sofa was chewed up in a three hour window. We were returning from a trip to Oregon and my son had to go to work.
We can no longer let them stay inside when we’re all gone. I really hope they calm down, but I don’t think they will. We just adopted both these dogs last summer. Now, I have to get a dog run, because they keep digging under the fence and escaping. Well, let me amend that, the lab mix digs, and then the husky mix follows. Now that they keep digging out, we have to kennel them. My son comes home and checks on them, and fortunately, my husband is home by early afternoon. Our next step is a dog run, which we didn’t want to do, but it’s for the dogs’ safety in the end.
Good luck…I hope yours calm down.
I didn’t. I was explaining my understanding of HCF’s post.
The keywords “this is dramatic” refer to the comment that the dog literally “ate” the Keens. The rest of the huffing and puffing seems a little more than mildly pissed. But I’m not a mind reader, maybe I’ve been whooshed. Either way I don’t care enough to engage in a name-calling contest.
Huskies chew, (all puppies are chewers, but huskies never stop) and Border collies are very smart and get bored easily. Sounds like you got a tough combination.
Your first stop should be the local bulk pet food supplier for the hardest raw hides they’ve got. You want “pressed” or “compressed” rawhide. Don’t get the little sticks, or the ones that look like they are made of hundreds of little pieces; those are too soft and will only get eaten quickly and jam up his innards. Get the realy hard ones that he’ll have to work hard on.
Also ones of those balls where you put treats inside and he has to roll it around to get them out.
Get a large, durable soft cuddle toy and sleep with it for a few days, then give it to him only when you are leaving the house. He went for your shoes because they smell like you. It’s sign of good bonding, so there’s that.
Yay Huskies! My favorite dogs. Unfortunately we had to put ours down this past spring and we still really miss her.
We were able to train her out of the chewing by the time she was about a year old. We bought her tons of toys to chew and would give her soup bones occasionally that she’d spend a few hours on.
You can train a Husky well - ours heeled without aid of a leash and would listen to us when we told her not to chase deer or rabbits. She was a great dog. But, it took about three years of very consistent training to get her to that point. Totally worth it though!
As for the anger thing - come on guys! Are you telling me that if your dog did something like this you’d be all calm and not angry? Geez, it’s not like he took it out on the dog, AND he’s taking responsibility. I get really angry at my pets sometimes too, but I quickly let it go, like the OP did. If you really don’t get angry, then you have my respect for your Yogi skills.
Also, while 11 hours is a long time, the dog is 8 months, not alone, and it doesn’t seem like this happens often. Not a big deal in my books.
Holy crap, just like when I was little and my mom caught me playing with fire in the house. She was super fucking pissed, like so much more than the OP. Not that she was an unfit mother, but that that episode proved children simply weren’t worth it for her.
Playing with fire in the house can result in death, certainly your mother should have been royally pissed. The OP just has to replace a pair of hiking boots. wah if you guys want to give him a backrub and make him feel better that’s your business. I don’t think you can leave a puppy for 11 hours and expect everything to be hunky-dory when you return.
Neither did the OP, as he SPECIFICALLY said it was his fault for leaving him that long. Holy fuck.
Oh Man I’m nearly crying with laughter … I really needed this. To me, this is precisely what the BBQ Pit is for.
I was very angry at the goofy little fucker last night, while my wife was watching me throw a mild hissy fit, she was calmly stating…“he’s a puppy, I lost my Keens too, but he is just an effing dog…”
I walked outside, did a couple laps in the yard, and wrote this thread.
I am greatly looking forward to a couple weeks off where I can spend some quality time with him and his brother. He is already a great off-leash dog and comes when I whistle and all that. It won’t take long to train him and get him doing the right things that a well trained mature dog does.
The husky in him will certainly be a challenge but one I can work with. I’m actually going home early today so I can take him out, maybe for a run up the mountain or something.
By the way - here he is - > Grady
Long term, I think we are going to install a dog door downstairs, gate it off and so he can make that his lair with the other goofy one. I do have nice leather couches and so far he just likes sleeping on them but I don’t want to come home to an oops involving them.
Sort of. But they’re extremely well-made and comfortable hipster boots. I’m 63 and have worn Keens for several years: definitely not a hipster.
Handsome doggie!!
Ditto on recommendations for lots of chew toys. Sadie (retriever-poodle mix) is 18 months old and still wants to chew. Soup bones and rawhide are her favorites, but if we don’t have any, she’ll grab a potholder or a glove – she loves potholders and gloves, maybe because they have some scent. Oh, and socks. First thing she does when she comes to the bedroom is check the laundry basket for socks.
She also chews from boredom. She’ll ignore a new chew toy when she’s in the car.
Agree. I mean, I’m home usually on time every time but sometimes I’m not. My comment above meant just that, if you leave a puppy alone that long, you got off lucky if he just ate your favorite shoes. (Which he probably did cause they smell like you, and are comforting.)
But fuck, if my train’s late and there’s bad weather and both husband and I are late getting home, nobody is gonna die. There’s just gonna be consequences. Pretty sure we’re still allowed to own dogs and all that.
Way to backpedal. A little more flair next time.
Thing is, they’re very practical, and there’s nothing ironic about them.
What a handsome boy. Mine is all white with a touch of cream and is a big boy. I hope your couches don’t suffer the same fate mine did. Up until that fateful day, he never even tried to lie down on that sofa. We can sort of hide the damage until we can take it in for repairs, but still…
I’m glad you can laugh; in the end we laugh too. Doesn’t mean we can’t get a little pissed at the situation.
Dude!!! You need to look into cheaper hiking boots. Mine only cost $30, plus tax, and I wore them to walk 10 miles just 'cause I was pissed at my relatives [hrrmm, brother], without working up a sweat, bought some booze along the way, walked [drinking the booze I bought], [explored the entire freaking river system, somewhere in Minnesota] slowly, and was back home [the “campground” and “RV” he chose [brother’s a dipshit]] in less than 5 hours [GPS measured! 3 more miles, not being casual and slow about it, and it would have been a half-marathon]. And the boots are steel-toed, besides. Very comforting when you are wielding a chainsaw within inches of your toes. My boots weigh about 2 lbs [1 kg] per shoe. I would hate to see the sparks that would result if I took a chainsaw to those toes. What would we get if we took a chainsaw to your “Keens”
BTW, shoot the dog, make mutt-steaks from it’s corpse, then get a cat. You seem to need the ego-deflation a cat can [will] provide. And they don’t chew your shoes. They just tell you where you belong, in their ultimate scheme of things. It ain’t pretty.
sigh As noted by another poster with better reading comprehension than you or me, my intention wasn’t that the OP could or should never own a dog it was that maybe (MAYBE) he should reconsider if he was getting that upset over a pair of chewed shoes. Pardon me if my drama meter isn’t calibrated the same as yours but what I read in the first post looked overly wrought for a completely normal, though upsetting, experience for any dog owner. I know lots of people who bought Weimaraners or Huskies because they wanted an accessory more than a pet and then were upset when the dog’s personality didn’t match their lifestyle and that’s the lens through which I read it. So he comes back and is calm and reasonable and posts a pic of the little fella (cute dog, looks like one of mine), believe it or not my post wouldn’t have actually prevented him from owning another dog anyway.
Oddly enough, Phlosphr, my dog Tilly has chewed through two sets of Keen sandals. Luckily, she contains her carnage to the little mechanism on the laces - she seeks out that soft plastic everywhere in the house - I’ve learned to identify it when it comes in and put it up where she can’t reach it. But sometimes she’ll get to rooting around where she’s not allowed, and…DAMMIT! All I have to do is knot them and contact Keen to send me a new set of laces, but it’s frustrating.