I think Harry was about a year old - it was never the pottying that bothered me (fortunately he was the easiest dog we've ever had to house-break woo hoo!!!) but, as others have said....the chewing.
The chewing seemed to stop once he'd lost all his baby teeth, but there was still the odd incident - like a leather shoe with an attractive strap
or a lovely, dangly phone charger
- but really they were our fault.
So he's had the run of the house for a couple of years now - and spends most of his 'alone time' sitting on the dining room table, surveying his property to the front and back....
