tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post219355181536909567..comments2023-08-23T05:20:54.207-05:00Comments on The Best of Times in a Moogie's World: Canine Chicanery at Moogie's MansionMoogie Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05665429537064900337noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-32773795247639616102009-09-18T12:29:22.382-05:002009-09-18T12:29:22.382-05:00Until my labs reached the age of reason (around 5 ...Until my labs reached the age of reason (around 5 yo) they ate wood. They stripped my trees of bark, gnawed the siding off of my house, demolished shrubs, table legs and my balcony. I thought I had brought home giant beavers by mistake.Daphnehttp://jadedhaven.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569049699726344002.post-39960924246525472692009-09-16T08:06:12.450-05:002009-09-16T08:06:12.450-05:00Heh. I feel yore pain, Moogie. I had to put up a...Heh. I feel yore pain, Moogie. I had to put up an electric fence around my vegetable garden to keep my puppehs out of it. That worked for me, but the veggie garden was a well-defined space. Not sure what you could do for flower beds and such...<br /><br />And then there was my terrier who was in the habit of digging tornado shelters in my lawn in Oklahoma... we're talking holes of a size that could swallow a riding lawnmower (and DID, once) if the operator wasn't paying attention. But... I still loved 'em all. :DBuckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.com