When Bridget was a puppy and I was still a teacher, she started chewing up a pile of my students’ papers. Luckily, I caught her in the act and the damage was minimal with a few essays getting tattered. I still, to this day, regret that I was not able to go to class and say, ” Sorry your essays are late. The dog ate them.”
Since growing up, Bridget never chews anything. How about your dogs?