Life in the shredder.

We figured out shortly after we adopted Emmy that she is a chewer/shredder.  More shredder than chewer, really.  She is not satisfied while things in our home are whole. This is what I came home to on Thursday of this week: What's that, you ask?  That gigantic mess is 199 puppy training pads.  They'd been… Continue reading Life in the shredder.