Door opener. The cabinets don’t even have hardware but he quit opening them once I moved the treats out of the bottom one.
Now he has figured out opening the door…surprised he hasn’t done it before since we just have lever style handles.
I cringed this morning as I heard nails scratching my door and then braced myself for impact in case he decided to jump his 80 something lbs onto me on the bed. This may require doorknob switch outs. Interior doors are bad enough, but he almost let himself out the kitchen door into the garage, which is often open. That would not be good. He’s also trying to apply his newfound knowledge to the pantry door, where the trash can is. That door swings out not in, but I’m sure he’ll manage that eventually. He just looks for things to get into sometimes. he was doing his best today to tear up his rubber ruff dawg frisbee instead of just bringing it to me when I threw it for him. He runs and gets the frisbee or the ball but doesn’t return or drop it so I can throw it again. Meanwhile my poor little Fergie is an excellent retriever once she figured out she could pick the ball up in her mouth. 5more days till he’s a year old and then all this puppy mischief making stops, right?! He’s so cute though.
Hi Scarlett,
I love to hear about all the mischief he is finding to get himself into. His mother Allie lives on!
Allie was always thinking. She would turn on the outside faucets and give herself a drink. She loved water and even in the dead-of-winter she would dunk her entire head into a bucket of water. She loved to immerse her whole head and blow bubbles or just shake her head around. She did not care if it was 1-degrees outside, you give her fresh water and her head was in it. She would pull her head out of the water and shake the water off and look at you, and say wow that feels good. I miss her so much, no dog could get away with as much as she did, be such a trouble maker, no make me laugh as much as she did.
It sounds like Kai has not figured out how to open the refrigerator yet?
To you, Kai, I say keep up the good work!!!
Aww, I like to hear about Allie and the things she did! I have a video of Kai at a lake – he’s acting like a big chicken about the water. He is not opening the refrigerator – yet, but I did just say a couple of days ago that I wonder how long it will be till he starts dispensing ice for himself since I saw him watching me get ice off the front of the fridge. You are right…I could see or feel him thinking. I never need to wonder when the water bowl is empty since he loudly clatters it around when he needs more. I should just tell him to get it himself.
Oh Scarlett, how do I tell you this? Allie kid = puppy mischief for life. So clever are these kids. You will need to put kiddie locks on everything within reach, both standing up and all 4 paws on the ground. It’s a good thing they are so adorable. Maybe it will stop at 6 or 7 years 🙂
Since Allie was just shy of 6 years old when she was killed, I cannot answer Lisa’s comment of 6 or 7 years. I hope never, it was Allie’s charm and it is the charm of her puppies, the very unique stamp Allie put on her puppies.
Lever-style handles is child’s play for an Allie kid. Allie could open any door—even round door knobs was easy peasy for her. I don’t think it mattered which way the door swung so be prepared. Your baby boy will figure it out in no time.
Kai actually reminds me a lot of Allie. He isn’t hyped-up wild, yet is always thinking.
Carole I think you’re the one that said that with Allie as their mom, the y litter would be y not open doors, y not turn on the water, y not.
And you’re right, Kai’s never been hyped-up wild. He’s a sweet dog with a silly naughty little streak.
LOL, this reminded me of puppy days with Batman. Batman, while not an Allie pup, was trained by a certified escape master, Kayla in FL.
10 days after he came home to DC he learned how to open the bathroom door, which was a door with round knobs. No idea how he figured this out. A few days after, he managed to open the LOCKED bathroom door (our locks were not that good, but still, amazing). His method was to paw furiously at the knob, while body slamming the door hard enough to spring it loose. This managed to be both hilarious and mortifying, since I was, um, using the bathroom at the time.
And that’s how I learned that you can’t go to the bathroom alone when you have a GSD puppy. Not one of Julie’s anyway.
I wouldn’t call Kayla a Certified Escape Master, as she would never try to escape herself. She is more a Certified Set My People Free Master. 🙂