So last night Josh and I left the house for about 2 1/2 hours. The dogs have been really good inside for the last week or so (Ace has some speration anxiety issues and chews on things anytime we leave him)...so we decided to leave them inside last night and just puppy proof (which means getting everything off the coffee table and end tables, covering the dvd shelf so they don't eat the movies ect.). So we got home and go inside and find that the dogs have torn our couch apart! Ok...not the whole couch....but they tore the front pannel of one os the arms! There was stuffing everywhere and the wood is showing and everything! We were soooo pissed. I'm almost to the point that the dogs have to go. I love them...but one of them isn't even ours, and I just can't keep living this way. I have a soft spot for animals (especially my own pets), and I don't think I can feel good about just giving them to a random family....but my HELL! They have eaten countless pairs of shoes, ruined our coffee table, torn up our back yard, torn up shirts and underwear, ruined many Dvd's, and Ace likes to chew the plugs off of any lamps he can get to. So what do I do? I love my dogs...but they tear our house apart...and we'er outnumbered 3-2! But I don't know if I could handle getting rid of them (my heart might be too soft for that). Any dog training advise?
The quilty culprits: Ace and Wolfie looking guilty.
The less than adiquite "babysitter": Alex asking "what the hell was I supposed to do? Stop them?"