So utterly fucking sick to death of this dog chewing stuff up.

[MsAdorabelleDearheartVonLipwig]

He's been up at my kitchen worktop again and eaten the wrap that I made up this morning to have for lunch later. It was right at the back of the worktop in a lunch box. I fucking give up.

Every time I go out I come home to find something chewed up. Newspapers, a book, anything he can get to. Stuff you just have lying about, nothing valuable.

I can't keep shutting him in a crate every single time I have to leave the house. It's a massive bloody crate, he's a big Labrador, and it takes up half of the end of my kitchen. If I shut him in the utility he chews the doors and cupboards and I've got my fridge and freezer in there.

I leave the tv on, he has special toys that only come out when I'm not there, yet he has to find things that belong to us and destroy them. Yesterday it was nearly dds brand new slippers, thank god I arrived home in time and he'd just worried at them.

Am just so sick of coming home to another bloody mess and him having my fucking lunch away is the last straw.

Has anyone got any tips? Please don't state the bloody obvious and tell me to put stuff away, I can't put the entire contents of my house into a cupboard.

I'm sure I read that 18 months is peak time for labs to be rehomed. They're out of the cute Andrex puppy phase but aren't noble workhorses. They're just little teenage idiots

We have a very chewy mutt. The charity shop do very well out of us buying loads of stuffed toys he can pull out of his box (only his box) and he has a happy time spreading and ragging various toys around the house. It never looks pleasant but I've made my peace with it. don't tell dd he chewed her shopkins plush toy