Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

The Good, Crazy, & Adorable Life of One Havachon Puppy

Monday Mischief – This Little Piggy Got Mauled

No, we’re not talking about our sweet little friend Coccolino, Daisy loves him and would never hurt him! We’re talking about a very short-lived addition to Daisy’s toy box.

We thought Daisy’s Destructo-Pup days were over. She’s been less aggressive with her toys over the past several months, so much so that we gave her a soft toy to play with again.

I love my new soft squeaky toy....whatever it is! ;)

I love my new soft squeaky toy….whatever it is! 😉

She did so well with it that we gave her another.

Cool! My first Halloween toy!

Cool! My first Halloween toy!

And another. 🙂

Wow a squeaky in every arm! I'm in heaven!

Wow a squeaky in every arm! I’m in heaven!

Daisy LOVES soft toys with squeakers and crunchy sounds, but she always used to disassemble them within 20 minutes, including those supposedly indestructible tiger-tested toys.

Level NINE Tuffie toy, less than half an hour after Daisy got it.

Level NINE Tuffie toy, less than half an hour after Daisy got it.

But this year a friend of ours, underestimating the hidden destructive tendencies within our little cutie, gave her a hollow plastic piggy. Not a good idea. It turned our mellowing Havachon back into rabid Destructo-Pup – it was like watching a pretty girl transform into a werewolf.

Unfortunately we didn’t discover this wild transformation until the piggy had been….well, brutalized. And partially devoured.

He's not half the piggy he used to be.... :<O

He’s not half the piggy he used to be….     :<O

OUCH. That hadda hurt!

OUCH. That hadda hurt!

Poor thing never really stood a chance. ::sigh:: I guess you can never truly vanquish those Destructo-Pup demons. 😉

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Monday Mischief: What’s That You’ve Got, Miss Daisy?

Why are things that are off-limits so much more appealing to dogs than dog toys?

A twisted-up foil-lined bag became an irresistible plaything for Daisy last week, and she guarded it as if it were made of gold. Any time we’d try to take it, she’d grab it and run away, jumping on and off sofas and chairs like an acrobat.

Uh ohhhhh…..caught in the act.

I’ll just act like this is a normal toy for me….but I’m keeping my eyes on you….

What? These pictures don’t prove anything!

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A Havachon’s Favorite Toy – Her Ear

What a little nut! We’ve noticed that one of Daisy’s favorite playthings is – her ear!

What a nut!

Now, I’ve seen and heard of some dogs who play with their ears, but this silly girl likes to use her paws like hands, going into all kinds of weird contortions trying to push an ear into her mouth. Her ears aren’t all that long, so it’s a stretch.

Once she’s got it, loud chewing noises cut through the room. And I mean loud, like a child who’s chewing a wad of gum with its mouth open.

She’s not chewing the solid part of her ear, she’s chewing the hair hanging beyond it. This wouldn’t be a problem except for the fact that she’s creating some pretty nasty knots in her ear hair, all of which are on the underside, not visible when you look at her.

And I can’t cut them out because they’re large enough to leave a thin area of hair or a missing chunk of hair.

Seriously, with all her blankets and Nylabones, why would she want to do this? Is it akin to thumb-sucking for dogs? What on earth does she get out of it?? ::eye rolling::

Now, where did I leave that ear toy??


An “Edgy” Sort of Puppy…

We’ve trained Daisy to use the wee-wee pad as well as to go outdoors because we know we’re going to hate the idea of taking her out in the rain, especially in cold weather. She’s completely consistent with both, so we feel like we have the best of both worlds in that area. But boy, does she do some funny things when it comes to the wee-wee pad…..

For one thing, she only uses the extreme corner edges of the pad. Rarely anything in the big, open center; instead, she goes to a corner edge and piddles there. Sometimes she saves up enough to go twice, but she always walks to another corner to do more. See what I mean by “edgy”? And although her instincts tell her to sniff her pee, she does so with great distaste. It’s like Nature forces her to do this, but she takes two short sniffs and then backs off with her ears up and a look of disgust, as if to say, “That did NOT come from me!”

Yesterday she brought one of her toys onto a clean pad with her and dropped it in a corner. The pad has a special “housing” it sits in- a hard plastic surface with three low walls. After taking care of business in a different corner, she wandered off the pad without her toy. Realizing her forgetfulness, she went back to the pad and stood at the edge where she’d piddled. Instead of walking around the piddle, which only took up a small area, she approached it and then backed off, ears at attention, clearly trying to figure out how to get around this moist mess of hers.

She took a step into it, then backed off like she just couldn’t bring herself to walk on her own water, even for one of her favorite toys. She stared at it a bit longer, then suddenly decided to take the plunge – the toy simply must be rescued. She put both front paws into the piddle spot, then lifted both back legs into the air until she was in a handstand position, and took a couple steps that way toward the toy! She lost her balance, though, and landed in the dreaded piddle-spot with her back feet. She rescued the toy, but little did she expect that in the next second, she’d be whisked away to her tub for an impromptu foot bath to get any residual piddle off her. That plan sure did backfire on her!

Oh yeah, and when she’s bored and has nothing better to do, she loves to sniff around the edges of each room, inch by inch, corner to corner….that’s one “edgy” dog!

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