Extreme Makeover: Puppy Dungeon Edition

     In keeping with her new passion for chewing, Betty began putting in work on the vinyl in her puppy room this week. Now, the vinyl wasn't installed to the highest standards to begin with (nagging wife attempts failed to motivate improvements), but she zeroed in on the weak spots with her puppy radar, and decided to make confetti. She was catching on that putting on my coat and grabbing my keys meant she'd be heading to the puppy room until lunch, and she started demonstrating her distaste for this practice by balking at the door on the way in, and celebrating excessively on the way out. Ever the selfless pal, she made sure to bust her babies out of the joint, along with her.

Betty's "release from time served" ritual

 

By this afternoon, the room had been demolished. We went back to the drawing board, and Bo and I gave it the ol' college try this evening. We'll see how long it takes her to find a weak spot this time--I'm hoping $75 in vinyl and supplies isn't a bi-monthly tradition!

She was of absolutely no help

Start the timer... countdown to destruction begins!