You can see how happy he was when we got home...and perhaps a little proud of his artistic abilities...
Man, oh man. That dog...If it weren't for the fact that by the time we got home, his short attention span had taken hold and he had no idea as to why we were mad, I would've let him have it. Well, ok...I did kind of let him have it, but he has buns of steel so I think I was in more pain than he was. That old saying, "This hurts me more than it hurts you," is taken in the literal sense when giving Oba a spanking. He just looks at you, wags his tail, and smiles like nothing is going on. I think that makes it even more frustrating!
I wish that basset would figure out that this is absolutely not acceptable. This is the 2nd time since we've lived here (Oct. 2008) that we've had to replace those front blinds. The first incident occurred while we were in the driveway talking with a friend. That's right. We were within earshot and he could SEE us! He jumped up on the couches to watch us (we recently sold those, so that's why there's only a coffee table against the wall), then got mad and started destroying the blinds. If you knew this pup, you'd know he's not exactly the type of terror that just destroys everything in sight for no reason. It's all based on his separation anxiety and severe panic that takes hold while alone. He apparently can't even handle us being in the driveway without him, let alone being away for a few hours like we were tonight.
Well, Obadiah, it's back to the cage for you. And don't worry, we'll make sure that door locks properly next time!