Yesterday, I had to leave work early because Maddie was freaking out and destroying everything. A doggie skype cam is a blessing and a curse.
I feel bad. I know she just has a LOT of energy (she turns one year old in 16 days) and she knows what she’s doing is bad, but she does it anyway. And it’s not even that bad compared to what a lot of other dogs do (knock on wood) — yesterday she got up on D’s desk and pulled down a bunch of paper (which all turned out to be junk mail) to chew up, flipped the couch cushions onto the ground, and was just generally very messy. But one of these times, it’s going to be that she chews something important.
So D and I made a decision last night: she’s at a trial doggie daycare day today. The place is on my way to work, the guy is super nice, and they’re pretty flexible about keeping her if I have to work late. If all goes well, she’ll be there Monday through Thursday for a while.
I know she’s going to have fun because she loves other dogs and this will get her nice and exhausted all day, but UGH I feel like a mother who just dropped off at pre-school for the first time.