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6. green placemat
It is time for one of us to get used to crating her at night and when we are away. The rescue group recommended it, and she has been okay with it. But one of us thinks it's terribly mean and balks at closing the crate. The other of us is working at convincing him it is okay.
It's too bad we don't have/can't create a room that is indestructible. We'd remove the placemats and things except then what's left is upholstery. Which would be double-plus ungood.
On a more positive note, it looks like she has actually been chewing on the rope toy. Ah, the joys of canine adolescence.
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