Well, That Didn't Last Very Long
Every day, I come home from work, immediately take the dogs outside so they can go to the bathroom, and then go upstairs to change my clothes so we can take a longer walk or play on the ball field.
This morning, I came back downstairs to find Siri's new embroidered LLBean collar on the floor, chewed, frayed, the plastic quick-release buckle in pieces. Lately, Brea has developed the habit of grabbing Siri by her collar, but before today she only did it on the ball field.
Not sure what to do. I don't want her going without a collar, or without some form of identification, even in the house, at least until she gets her microchip.
I wonder if they make collars out of Kevlar.