I returned to the adoption event, while Ziggy took a nice long nap. By the time I returned home again, I was exhausted and he was full of energy. That is how this happened:
I knew what he was doing. I had a large Great Dane sized crate in a box in my living room. I heard him knock over the box and start chewing on it. But I was so tired, and he was happy, and he wasn't hurting anything except some cardboard that is easily cleaned up. So I decided I didn't care to stop him. I went back to the kitchen and left him alone with the box. Then Noelle decided to get in on the act.
|What'cha doing Ziggy? That looks like fun!|
|Quite impressive for a small doggie such as yourself.|
|That cardboard piece is longer than me!|
And finally I found something that kept Ziggy busy for almost 20 minutes!
True, there's still a huge mess in my living room waiting to be cleaned up. But the peace and quiet I got while he worked on destroying the box was totally worth it!