I love my dogs, I really do. They are my constant companions. They make me laugh, give hugs and sloppy kisses, bark at everything that moves outside, and keep me busy every day, all day.
All of but one are rescue dogs. Pippin was a stray that we got as a companion/therapy friend for Jenny who had been severely abused (we are talking legal action for the owners kind of abuse). We were asked to take her in because we have worked with abused pit bulls before. Pippin is going to be trained this year to become part of a group of therapy dogs to work in hospitals and nursing homes. And our big loving, very nervous protective guy, Shiloh, will spend the rest of his life on medication for displaced hips and for arthritis from two broken elbows that we had fixed back in May. Auto, the old guy and small chihuahua, came from a breeder and spends his days sleeping and following me around.
Yes, four dogs, a cat, a rabbit, and a fish all call our house their home as well.
Lately, they have tested my patience just as much as having four toddlers all at once will do!
A few weeks ago, on one of the warmer days, Jenny, the smaller pit bull puppy, decided that my favorite wooden outdoor bench made an excellent chew toy. She had previously started chewing the corner of the seat and I sprayed it down with Bitter Apple Chew Deterrent and it worked wonders to stop her chewing – only on that corner. The next day I realized she just moved on to other parts of the bench.
Last summer she had already found that my side tables made excellent chew toys and I had to move them out of the room. I also had to move the mid-century love seat to the master bedroom to keep it away from Jenny and Pippin’s jaws of destruction.
Even my wicker chair wasn’t safe.
I have been repairing and repainting all these pieces for the last couple of weeks. The next purchases for my screened porch room will indeed be metal furniture.
I cut off the sharp edges of the wicker and spray painted the chair again. The end tables got a new paint job and have been moved to the basement. I filled the holes in the wooden bench and repainted the entire bench again. The damage to the frame of the mid-century love seat is hidden by the cushions so I just moved it my master bedroom to keep them away from it.
You have seen the repaired furniture in other posts, being kept safe in rooms away from bored puppies.
The destruction hasn’t ended with just the solid wood pieces though.
My husband and I recently went out of town for a family wedding, and my son sent me this picture of the arm of a chair chewed to pieces – right down to the frame.
And a week later, I found this!
I guess I should have a titled this post about something that says puppies and boredom don’t mix well or you never leave home without putting them in their kennels!
They look so guilty in this picture don’t they? They should, you can’t see it in this picture but I have stitched both arms of this chair where Pippin chewed them one day – to match the other chairs in the house of course. Thankfully she didn’t find this chair as tasty as the others and the damage was easy to fix. (psst…Pippin is the large black and white dog).
We won’t even discuss the number of pillows I have lost in the last year.
Did I mention that I do love my dogs?
I was able to find an incredible deal on slipcovers from Overstock for only $16.99 each. Slipcovers are so much cheaper than new fabric and upholstery and can quickly hide the damaged areas so they don’t continue to pick at them. .
One chair is now a navy slip covered chair in my Master Bedroom and is being kept safe along with my mid-century love seat.
The second slip covered chair I have totally lost – lost to the dogs for good.
The cotton duck fabric of the new slipcover must be comfortable to the dogs because they always seem to be on it, no matter where I move it.
This is Shiloh, our big guy, who absolutely loves this chair!
Pippin chewed a hole in this slipcover one day while I was in the shower and ate the end of the ribbon tie. So for this chair, I give up and call defeat. It is THE dog chair of the house. For better or worse, it belongs to the dogs.
Yes, these two girl dogs are always together! Just in case you were wondering.
When the front room renovation is completed, I plan to just put this chair in the corner near their favorite lookout window and keep it there so they stay off the other furniture.
Anyone else like to share their stories of dog chewed furniture and how they covered up the damage? I would love to hear all about your adventures.
“Give thanks to the Lord and proclaim his greatness. Let the whole world know what he has done.” psalm 105:1