Yup. This is the face of a shoe murderer. An eater of shoes. A shoe chewer.
... and let's just say the shoe won't be posted due to the graphic nature of the crime.
Rest in peace, Nine West peep toe wedge pumps. We only knew each other for a few weeks. But you were good to me. I'm sorry you had to meet your fate via some super chompy (albeit cute) sharp puppy teeth. You deserved better than that.
All things considered, we've been pretty lucky. The Captain has never chewed a shoe (that I actually wear) since we got him last December.
So when I walked into the living room to get my shoes this morning and discovered one of them trapped in the depths of the puppy's crate, I was shocked. I wasn't even mad. I was impressed he was able to drag that thing that far, that quickly, without me even knowing it.
... and a new lesson learned today? When you give the pup the meanest of the mean glares and simply point at the crate, he'll actually go in there and sulk for 20 minutes or more. Pretty impressive, if I do say so myself.
Just call me the Puppy Disciplinarian. Grr.