Kyndall seemed restrained after we collected her from Cabernet’s home Monday afternoon. Then an hour or two after getting home, she threw up. But whatever irritated her stomach couldn’t have been serious. She gobbled down her kibble at dinner time, kept it down, and performed well in puppy class that night. We wondered in passing if her upset tummy might explain how calm she seemed.
But no. She’s been so docile and chilled out since Monday I keep taking pictures; can’t believe what I’m seeing.
We still have some things to work on. She’s still jumping on people. She also continues to be the most powerful chewer we’ve ever lived with. She almost never destroys one of our possessions, but the problem is she doesn’t have many of her own that satisfy her without being torn to shreds.
At times I can’t resist letting her gnaw on one of the hard nylon toys I got at Costco. She looks so happy, lost in the pleasure of working on it.
But usually, I start hearing ominous crunching and grinding noises before long, and I worry she’ll chew so hard she breaks a tooth (as CCI has warned can happen). The “Goughnut” toys — made of a rubber that’s supposed to be both indestructible but soft enough to avoiding damaging puppy teeth — are among the only objects of which CCI actually approves.
We bought a couple for our last puppy, Dionne, and she pointedly disdained them, even when I boiled them in beef broth as one authority suggested. Kyndall wasn’t wild about them either, at first.
The other day, however, I found her chomping on the Goughnut stick. More evidence of what a good girl she’s turning out to be!