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| We used to be the same size. Now my head comes up to his belly! |
Another jammed packed day for Linda. She is starting to feel awful for leaving Chimmie in the tiny bathroom for all those hours. There are a few options she is considering, one being actually looking into obedience training. A professional trainer comes to your home and works one-on-one with what specific problem your dog has. Linda thinks Chimmie's chewing is nerves and fear of being alone. He never chews anything when she is home and in the same area with him. Noah's little toys can be on the floor, her furry Ugg boots in front of his nose or Noah's favorite blanket on the love seat... he ignores them all. If she goes out to mow the lawn where he can't follow her, that is when he starts chewing things. When he is at Paul Walker's house, he has never so much as thought about chewing since Paul is with him the entire time and Chim's is loving life. If you could see him right now, your heart would melt. He is on her lap with his brown Woobie bed tucked under his body and he's quietly sucking the edge of of it. He's making these little puppy mewls that sound adorable. As long as he can be touching her in some way, he is honestly the worlds best dog. He is so obedient and smart when Linda is present. It's when he can't see her that things start to go downhill. Oh Chimmie, please be a good dog so you can be free to roam the house with me!
