She needed the crate because we didn't know her well enough to give her free reign of our bedroom, and at the time we lived with a chihuahua who wasn't such a big fan of Havi.
|this is vintage Havi. so small!|
For six months we were in the green, Havi seemed to like the freedom, and we liked that the big metal box wasn't next to our bed.
Then, about a month ago, Havi ate DS's guitar books that were on our coffee table, the next week she ate a throw pillow, then all my birthday cards off the wall! I decided she was definitely anxious about something, and we needed the structure back. (To be fair Havi has eaten an wooden ornament, 2 shoes, and some of her blankets over the course of her year with me.) DS begged me to wait one more week. Well, we did.
Then we came home Friday night to this:
|not so happy|
Last night, we brought out the crate, lined it with a comfy towel (little nervous she'll eat a blanket), and placed her dinner inside. At first she just laid outside the crate, then she slowly went in to eat and lay down. And when I woke up this morning, there she was hanging out! I am not nervous that a crate is a punishment or not a cage, I really am not one of those dog parents.
|This is really just me trying to show the relative size of the crate, yepp I am INSIDE it!|
|hm, so I have to go inside to get that bowl?!|
|one tired pup|
Why do you think Havi decided to be destructive all of the sudden?!
Did we reintroduce the crate the right way?
Are supposed to always feed her in the crate?
How long can we leave her in the crate for?