The Last Straw

Since taking in the new dog, Maxine, my house has pretty much been trashed from her destructive behavior. To date, she has destroyed:

• my bathroom window venetian blind
• new comforter for bed
• five pairs of house slippers
• one pair of church shoes
• two pair of tennis shoes
• a pair of shorts
• the cushions on my couch, love seat, and chair
• the carpet on my back porch
• two medicine bottles
• two contact cases
• the woodwork around my back door
• the woodwork in my bathroom including the door
• countless pens, pencils, magazines, and other small items
• my Bible cover
• my choir book
• a library book
• the wire from my computer keyboard
• every toy I've bought for her and my other dogs

However, when I came home from work on Friday and opened the bathroom door to find my linoleum torn up (see photo below) that was the last straw. I blew up and threw the dog out of my house before I strangled her. As much as I hate to see a dog chained up or put in a cage, it looks like I have run out of options with this dog. Since she has torn up the yard, tried to dig under the fence, and broke the one chain I bought for her, I'm leaning toward purchasing a cage.