Back in the 1990's my dog hated being left on her own and I popped out to the shops for 30 minutes and came back to the bed sheets stripped off the bed and a HOLE chewed in the mattress

I stitched a piece of fabric over the hole and turned the mattress over and reminded myself NOT to leave Tara with unlimited access to the whole of the house
Another time I hadn't taken into account how big she was growing and left her in the kitchen whilst I popped out. Came back to THE mother of all messes!!!!!!

She had pulled all the dirty clothes out of the washing basket and scratched them up into a bed to lie on (on top of her own bed), managed to tip over her full water bowl, pulled a full bag of sugar off the top of my small fridge AND pulled three plant pots off the kitchen windowsill so there was chewed up geraniums, compost AND plastic pots to add to the mix

I just took one look at the mess and thought ''Let's go for a walk babes'' and took her out

When we got back she went to sleep in the living room whilst I rolled up my sleeves and attempted to clear up the disaster zone

Even after a few washes the kitchen lino STILL felt slightly tacky for a few days afterwards! Sugar + water + compost = DISASTER!!!!!!

I didn't scold Tara as I didn't actually catch her DOING it and, more importantly, I had been silly enough to leave things in her reach
Funnily enough it taught me to scan a room before I leave it and even now I'll go mad at Neil if he leaves ANYTHING even remotely attractive to puppy teeth (or cat teeth!) on the floor....and we don't have her yet!!!

Can you imagine what I'll be like once we actually get our puppy!!!!