She has been letting him run free inside the house for short periods of time while she isn't watching him. Yesterday while she was getting ready to go bowling, she laid her outfit on the bed and went to get in the shower. When she came out, her bra was on the carpet. Hmmm, that was strange. Then she looked up and saw Chimmie on the bed with his ears down, eyes full of fear and he was quivering all over. She picked up the bra and saw he had chewed it up. There was even a little blood on the fabric, so the under-wire must have cut his mouth. She did the Cesar "stare" and pointed her finger at him, but did not even say any words. He could tell by her body language that Linda was upset. (It was an expensive VS bra!) She put the bra in his face and said NO. That is when things really took a turn for the worse. She put him outside in the doghouse (literally) and finished getting dressed. When she went to let him inside so she could leave, he would not budge from the very back of the dog house. (The house is giant Snicker sized and she did not want to crawl on her hands and knees to get him out.) She had to slightly tip the igloo to get him to slide forward. Can you guess his reaction? He scrambled to get back inside the doghouse and it made things 100 times worse. This morning he is still a wreck about the whole incident. Maybe when Paul Walker comes today he'll snap out if it and be back to his normal neurotic self. I don't think he'll be chewing anymore bras though.
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