Dog ownership can be so rewarding. They are loyal, lovable, fun and cuddly.
Yet there are times when there is a disconnect. You think you do everything right and still something goes a little wrong.
This was one such night. Cheyenne had her walks, had her food, had her loves and yet systematically took each piece of junk mail (one piece at a time) laying on the coffee table and shred into little bits.
Granted, I sat there and watched her do it, so perhaps I have parenting skill issues. However, in my defense, I really thought she would respect me enough to stop. Or at least get bored with it.
Oh well . . . live and learn. Cheyenne still gets, her walks, her food and her love. But she does not get access to mail anymore.
Contentment and French Fries 
The only fair thing is to eat her mail…
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Maybe if you had made her clean up her own mess, it could have been a light bulb moment for her! And by now she would not only be confidently opening your mail, but mailing out the appropriate reply, for you.
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