Well, Starsky has managed to find a way out of his crate. The first time, I think he somehow wedged the bottom tray up and squeezed around it (the bottom bars of the crate are big enough for him to fit through, but there is a full tray that sits on top of them). After that, he managed to break out. He bent the front bars of the crate and chewed a large enough hole in the bottom tray (see the blue arrow below) to fit through.
At first, it was almost cute the way he would great you at the door with every toy from the toybox, some of your clothes, maybe a blanket from the bed, etc. Then, he started getting more destructive in his frustration. He pulled down the curtains in the front den (this he actually managed to do while still inside his crate!) and shred them. We weren't heartbroken as Peach had already partly shredded them by climbing up them (note to cat owners: don't buy lace curtains). Then, he ripped a hole in the carpet:
He wasn't done though. Since the crate is broken and useless, we kept him in the upstairs bedroom for the day on Thursday. Shelby and Tasha were with him, which we'd hoped would keep him entertained or at least in line. They failed their duties as mentors, though, and Starsky ripped up the carpet all along the doorway:
Tonight, we're buying a new crate and starting Starsky on medication. He really is a sweet dog and adores people, despite his obvious abuse (he tends to cower, even with us, at times). He'd make a great pet, but he needs someone that can devote more time to him and maybe has an actual yard to get out all his energy.And to think, Misty thought fostering the rabbit would cause a lot of trouble. ;-]
