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Raising a Puppy: 34th week in his new home

A day in the life with Bruno the Boxer puppy. Bruno's 34th week—40 weeks old, 81 pounds, 24 1/2 inches from the ground to the highest point of the shoulders (the withers).

Bruno the Boxer sitting outside in front of a line of trees

9 months old.

Time out of the Crate

Bruno the Boxer sleeping inside of his dog crate

It's been three weeks since Bruno has been put into his crate to sleep at night. Half of those nights his crate was occupied by a cat, however during the other half it was empty. He seems to be doing well without it. Once in a while, I notice he will go into the crate on his own and sleep for the night. The crate door is open, so he's in there on his own free will. I think he rather likes his crate; it's like his own, personal den.

Slipping Through the Gate

Bruno the Boxer sitting in a field with Tacoma and Tundra the great Pyrenees in the background behind a gate

When you first look at this gate you would think there was no way Bruno could get through it; Bruno's got a big fat head and the gate bars are horizontal.

Bruno the Boxer running to the Gate the Tacoma and Tundra are behind

But watch this sneaky pup. See how he squeezes through the gate so he can go play with the Great Pyrenees.


Bruno the Boxer leaning on his owners leg

In the last few days Bruno has taken up the habit of coming over and leaning on me while I work. Cool, he likes me, only my chair is on wheels and he's pushing me away from the keyboard. Oh, Bruno...

Bad-Puppy Moments

The outside dog bed that is kept on the porch is ripped

Bruno decided to try and dig a hole in the cat bed. Bruno, that was not a good boy. Look, you ripped it!

Bruno the Boxer and the cat have drug the Dog bed into the yard and they are looking at it

Later the same day Bruno had taken the cat bed from the porch and dragged it to the yard. I didn't catch him, so I was not able to correct this behavior.

Bruno the Boxer sitting next to a really chewed up dog bed with a cat watching him

Later the same night...darn it, I should have been watching him. He chewed it even more!

Cats laying in a dismantled dog bed

Now Bruno, look where the poor kitties have to sleep, thanks to you! Luckily I have Spike's old dog bed down in the barn. The cats are using it, but there are two of them down there. So I brought up the second bed with plans on tossing this bed in the morning. Bruno, you'll be lucky if those cats still care to rub against you! Look what you did to their bed!

Bruno the Boxer sitting in his dog bed inside the house

When Bruno came inside he starts to dig on his indoor bed. "NO!" Bruno stops as soon as I correct him, but he still does not know it's bad to dig and chew the outdoor beds. I have not caught him yet.

Bruno the Boxer sitting on his outside dog bed with a large piece of sponge type cushion in his mouth

Oh great...what's wrong with this picture? A little more than you think. I opened the front door and found Bruno with that foam hanging out of his mouth. As soon as he saw me he dropped it. I was not able to correct him because he dropped it before I had the chance to recover from my initial shock. OK, but here is the kicker: see that large piece of foam? Well it does not go to the dog bed he is sitting on. It's from the second dog bed (Spike’s old bed) I had just brought up from the barn and put out for the cats! Only I cannot find the rest of the bed! It's 1:30 a.m., cold and windy outside. I walked around the yard some in the dark and didn't see it. I decided rather than get a flashlight and pick up his mess out there in the windy, cold, dark night, I'll wait until morning to see if I can find where he dragged it to.

And I have a new mission—catch Bruno chewing the beds! If I have to hide outside for an hour, I WILL catch that darn pup. If I don't catch him, he'll never stop! It's now 2:15 a.m. and I should be sleeping, but I am up writing about my dear Bruno. Gotta love this pup, huh?

Dat bed upside down in a lawn

The next morning I found the bed laying out in the yard. Bruno walked over to it and smelled it. "LEAVE IT!" Bruno walked away.

Pieces of the dismantled dog bed all over the yard

Oh yeah, he really got to it.

Pieces of the dismantled cat bed all over the yard

The pieces are everywhere! Thanks, Bruno. Now I have to go and get a trash bag and clean this mess up.

Two cats sitting in two different dismantled dog beds on the porch

The bed on the left is the original cat bed. Bruno had pulled the cushion out of the bed on the right; I had just brought it up to the porch earlier that same day. The bed on the left is definitely trash. He ripped the top cover into small pieces.

Cat laying on the cushion and one cat standing in the dismantled bed

The cats still need a bed for the porch so I pulled the cushion out of the bed on the left…

A cat standing on a dismantled dog bed on the porch

…and shoved it into the bed on the right. The bed I had just brought up from the barn was already ripped a little in the front, but it was not as bad as it is now. I will be tossing the bed on the left and the cats will have to use the bed on the right until I can get them something else.

I have been waiting for Bruno to do it again, trying to catch him. So far, no luck. I don't know if this has anything to do with it, but those old bed cushions smelled really bad! Like a skunk/cat pee. They are not new beds, but old beds our dogs used years ago. They were put in the barn where the cats were sleeping on them and I am sure peeing on them too. That's what barn cats do. But, Bruno! All of that is no excuse to be chewing them to pieces!

Bruno the Boxer laying in the yard chewing on a log

Bruno takes a log from the wood pile and chews it up like it's one of his bones.

Bruno's been getting one walk a day, but he has not been getting that extra exercise he usually gets. It's time to wear this pup out, and wear him out good.

Allie and Bruno the Boxers going on a hike through a trail in the woods off leash

Out on a hike.

Bruno the Boxer drinking from the stream. Allie the Boxer walking streamside

Stopping for a drink

Bruno the Boxer drinking from the runoff water pipe

Stopping for yet another drink

Bruno the Boxer jumping over the stream

Done drinking and on his way again...

Allie and Bruno the Boxers looking at a pond

NO, Bruno and Allie, you cannot chase those geese. "Leave it!"

Shortly after this hike Bruno went for a quad run where he chased the quad around the fields for a half-hour. Now he's out in the fields again running around with the goats.

Cat laying on the chewed up ruined dog bed

Early in the morning Bruno was let outside to go to the bathroom. I was not up yet, but I was told he decided to chew the remaining bed. My husband and Amie kept checking on Bruno, but he snuck it in on them; he chewed the bed when they were not looking. So they decided to just stand there looking out the window, waiting for him to start doing it again. Sure enough Bruno walked over and stuck his nose into the bed. They opened the window, "Bad Dog! NO!" "Hey, get off of that!" Was that enough of a correction?

Bruno the Boxer in the yard with the chewed up ruined dog bed

Apparently not, because later on the same morning (after I cleaned up the first mess) Bruno strikes again. He is playing with the bed when I walk over and yell at him. "NO! Bad dog! This is not your bed." I clean up this mess and put the bed back together (what's left of it) and come in to download the pictures I just took.

Bruno the Boxer laying in the grass chewing a dog bone

I look out and Bruno is still lying in the same spot, so I go out and give him a bone to chew on. He chews it for a while.

ruined Cat bed in the yard with a black cat smelling it

I look out the window and Bruno had dragged the bed off the porch AGAIN! Only this time he didn't play with it; he dragged it away then left it there. I didn't even see him do it. I put the bed back and am waiting for him to try again. I need to catch him right before he starts to drag it off the porch. But of course, he's not even trying right now. I cannot see the bed out the window unless I have my face smashed against the glass; the bed is up against the house.

Bruno the Boxer dragging the cat bed around with a cat on it

I dragged the bed into the driveway where I can clearly see it out the window. Bruno is outside. He watches me drag the bed into the driveway. After a while he walks over to the bed. First he just smells the cat, and then he does it; he looks like he is about to chew on it.

Cat on the ruined bed in the driveway. With Bruno the Boxer looking at the camera holder

I hit the window and yell "NO!" Bruno practically jumps out of his skin! In one leap he goes from on top of the bed to where he is standing in this picture. He leaves the bed and climbs up on the glider, asking to come inside the house. He goes over to his own dog bed and takes a nap.

Update: I caught Bruno about to drag the bed away two more times. It's been a few days and he has not attempted to touch the bed. (Knock on wood.)

Raising a Puppy: Bruno the Boxer