I know the big question everyone probably has is . . .
Is Lucy getting better?
And the answer is . . .
She's digging up the yard. Her latest find was an old drain pipe up next to the house. David removed part of it, reburied it, covered it with dirt and sprinkled it with dog repellent. So far she hasn't dug it back up.
She's created a tunnel in the busy next to the fence. She runs the fence with the neighbor dog and the bush was in her way. This is her solution to the problem. We don't really mind this.
She's flattened the plants around another bush. She likes to lay in this bush and chew on stuff.
I can't keep her off the couch. I've tried blocking her path but she still found a way. I've tried putting furniture on the furniture but she went around it. I tried the aluminum foil trick but she tried to eat it.
She eats everything that doesn't eat her first. This particular casualty was the phone book. She grabbed it off the top of the book shelves.
She's not completely potty trained although she only has a few accidents a week. If she's unleashed, she's in trouble. Seriously. When she's loose, I can't get anything done because I have to spend all my time getting things away from her.
It's going to get better, right???