I’m glad it was on sale, because it did not hold up to 1 hour of Grym. I have to admit, that he was likely bored and he probably would have left it alone had he been given more things to occupy himself with (bad owner). I get fooled into thinking he is flawless as he is generally so good, and I let my guard down in regards to giving him lots of freedom. That’s when I walk into the back yard one day and find the flower beds destroyed or nearly break my ankle stumbling thru a giant crater in the middle of the lawn, or stab myself on one of Grym’s Toothpicks.
More about that: he goes foraging for tree limbs in the tolgie woods at the back of the property and drags them up to the house to gnaw while he surveys the land. Tree limbs and trunks, full fledged logs, demolished to toothpick sized pieces in a matter of minutes. I guess that’s his version of whittling sticks and ruminating, although it’s kind of hard to guess what he would have to ponder, possibly something to do with defense against rodents. Plain and simple, he is almost a rotten adolescent and I need to give him more to do.