Well Jeff and I decided that it was time to see if Sierra could be trusted out of her crate at night. Actually, I decided...Jeff was just a nervous wreck afraid we'd wake up to an ink stain on our beige carpet because of Sierra's fondness for chewing on pens, or pee or poo. Can't understand the last one, she hasn't gone in the house in a LONG time. But anyway, we walk out of the bedroom this morning wondering what we'll find and guess what we found... absolutely nothing. Nothing but a sleeping pupper and no mess of any kind! She was such a good girl and I'm so proud of her! Jeff hunted around a little but couldn't find anything while I just kissed her and loved her up and told her what a good girl she was.
I'll be honest...I'm glad we can start trusting her out of her cage. We live in the middle of nowhere and when Jeff goes away for work or hunting, I get a little nervous. Sierra is starting to be protective of the house and I will feel better knowing I have a big dog that has run of the house at night.