A wise author once wrote… “I’ve seen a look in dogs’ eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that dogs think humans are nuts.” —John Steinbeck.  

Well he couldn’t be more right.  Sometimes I look into those dark foreboding eyes of my corgi’s and wonder what she’s thinking and quickly realize she’s a lot smarter than I give her credit for.  One of the things that I find corgis are experts at is planning out their acts of deviance, whether it be something as simple as plucking a piece of food off the table or ripping up used kleenex or something more complicated that takes months of advanced planning.

*Scroll down to see what we did with our Christmas tree this year to prevent ornament predation!*

Sylvie has successfully completed the following acts of deviance and she probably has spent time thinking we’re crazy for getting upset at her.  “But mom it was only a plug with a cord that goes into that thing you’re always staring at, right?”  Followed by sad puppy dog eyes.  Sylvie is responsible for the destruction of a phone charger (token pieces of wire being pooped out over the course of a day), two sleeping eye masks, a glass eye from a stuffed animal (which I meticulously searched through her poop making sure it passed), and at least 4 Christmas ornaments (we had some pretty interesting poop thereafter) among countless other small things like foam padding from a headphone case and hair bands.

Now these acts of deviance I believe are in response to us not paying attention to her 100% of the time.  She finds things she knows we love and punishes us (mostly me) by destroying them and leaving the evidence either strewn about or cleverly hidden in one of her favorite hiding spots.

Last Christmas the victim was the Christmas tree.  When we first brought Sylvie home she was a tiny puppy and innocent tree watcher but the following year, 2017, was a sad year for our poor, innocent tree.  The first time she destroyed a Christmas ornament I figured it was just what I said earlier, that she felt ignored and was punishing me.  I showed her the remains of her victim (my small angel corgi as a remembrance to one of my corgis that had passed away when I was a child) and threw it away, sadly it couldn’t be fixed.  She seemed to understand that I was upset about the loss of my corgi ornament (I mean really you ate the corgi ornament of all things?), however, her sadness dissipated quickly when I found her next victim merely a day later.  This time she had destroyed one of the bird ornaments.  Now maybe it was the fake feathers and softness of it all that enticed her, who knows?

By now you would think I would have learned my lesson and either moved the tree or moved the ornaments up higher but sadly the tree was only a couple feet tall, well within corgi strike distance.  I guess I could have placed it up on a box or something.  Regardless, I left the tree hoping Sylvie would stop plucking innocent ornaments off the tree and eating them.  Well, two more fell victim to her destruction by the time Christmas came and after that I just took them all off with plans to do something different next year.

Oh and do something different I did.  Our now 4.5 foot tall tree is on the floor securely nestled behind a dog gate, which we open up when we’re home.  So far, all ornaments have been safe and sound hanging among the fake boughs of the tree.  So maybe us humans are a bit nuts, putting our trees in cages, hanging them from the ceiling, decorating them starting half way up, but it keeps them from being destroyed by our beloved furry companions!  Come on Sylvie, where’s your Christmas spirit?!