Walter is usually a good pup, but in December we came home to the biggest mess ever. The door on his crate was broken so silly us had it tied with a shoelace, not thinking that he would be able to chew it. So the day after we had, had a big Christmas party that we hadn't cleaned cmpletely up yet, my husband and I went to a movie.

So we get home, to find Walter waiting at the door for us. Then as we walk into the house, we start seeing garbage everywhere. He had gotten into the garbage which had paper plates with food, everything for a party. He had managed to get into our work bags every sigle garbage pail upstairs.

He pulled a plant out of its pot and scattered the dirt around and had chewed on my most expensive pair of boots.

Lets just say that the crate was quickly fixed