Maggie was not always the easiest puppy . . . actually, she was quite bad. It took us a long time to be able to trust her alone in the house and uncrated. We started slow and would rush home to se if she had got into anything. Some days she was good; some days she was not so good. On one of the not-so-good days, I walked into the house and did my usual "Maggie inspection" to make sure that she did not get into anything. We have a red leather chair in the livingroom and as I walked towards it, I noticed little red bits everywhere around it. I literally ran to the chair and spun it around - hmmmm - no holes or chew marks. I picked up some of the red bits and they felt waxy. Maggie had got a red candle off of the kitchen table and took it to the red chair to chew up. I didn't get any pictures of that day (I was too relieved to take pictures). But I do have pictures of another "Bad Maggie" day. Somehow she got into the front closet and chewed some shoes (only one of each pair of course). She also got the Bernese calendar off the fridge and shredded it to bits.
I am sure glad that Maggie does not get into trouble like this anymore (well, not usually). Now if only Bolsey would learn not to eat everything he sees, everything would be great.