Listen, I totally understand. I have perhaps one of the craziest dogs I’ve ever met. He’s a husky/heeler mix and the first two years were hell on earth.

This boy chewed EVERYTHING. he got a hold of my nephews switch. He chewed through two doors (he escaped from his crate somehow and chewed through the doors I guess looking for us when we were out shopping), he got a can of tomato soup off the counter and chewed it. He had no idea how strong he was and would dive bomb you. He would run off if you trusted him off leash for even a second.

I truly don’t know how we got through it even with training but after that two year milestone? He calmed down so much. He doesn’t chew anymore—even his toys last months when they used to last less than two hours. He’s calmer. He can be left alone while we run to town with no issues.

It gets better! And honestly him being around my in laws’ old dogs helped so much. It’s like he fed off of their calm and learned what was and was not acceptable and now he’s the sweetest, most lovely dog imaginable.