Dr.Jass
Pastor of Muppets
The remains of my screen door, as of last night:

I love my girl, but she's a one-dog wrecking crew. :doh: That screen was in perfect shape a year and a half ago, and I actually predicted to Stretch this past Saturday that she'd eventually blow that bottom aluminum panel out. She must've heard me. Oh, well, at least she stopped chewing holes in the drywall... but she still dives head-first at the mailbox, attempting to knock it off the wall. Apparently, mail is a tasty snack.
Yes, that's the logging chain to which she's tied (and has broken) while outside.
Keep in mind, she's about an inch taller than a large beagle, but weighs 15-20lbs more than a big example of that breed with not an ounce of fat on her.

I love my girl, but she's a one-dog wrecking crew. :doh: That screen was in perfect shape a year and a half ago, and I actually predicted to Stretch this past Saturday that she'd eventually blow that bottom aluminum panel out. She must've heard me. Oh, well, at least she stopped chewing holes in the drywall... but she still dives head-first at the mailbox, attempting to knock it off the wall. Apparently, mail is a tasty snack.
Yes, that's the logging chain to which she's tied (and has broken) while outside.
