Haaahahahaaa yeah. Yeah we uh. We've been doing our best.
We spent most of Sunday with him in Mom and Dad's room so he'd be at least a little chill.
I bought him some special Whimzees chew treats from work in the hope that they would keep him occupied and calm him down.
The "veggie sausage" one we gave him yesterday was a hit but a calm kind of hit. He sat on Mom and Dad's bed and steadily cronched it up.
Today I gave him one of the X-Large bone chew treats.
He cronched at the middle for about five minutes...
Then he started to make his "so happy I can't stand it" whine (he makes this same sound at the dog park).
He wandered around the house searching for the perfect place to eat it.
But he couldn't settle on anywhere!
Even his crate was not good enough!
Meanwhile of course he's whining as loudly as he can make the sound which is pretty loud.
Mom got worried he was going to wake Middle Sib up (they're stuck in the night-time portion of their rotating circadian rhythm again), and was all "Should we take it away from him? Should you take him outside?"
Now, through all this wandering he has ALSO been looking for somewhere to cache this bone.
He tried burying it in Mom and Dad's bed. He attempted burying it in the couch.
So I get him outside and he immediately starts digging holes.
But none of the holes are good enough!
Meanwhile of course, he is still whining.
He runs around the yard and runs around the yard, carrying the bone all the while until finally he flops down behind the shed, between it and the wall of the house, and sets to work.
He chomped and he cronched.
It took him another twenty, twenty five minutes to get through that bone.
The whole thing took forty five minutes of very high level engagement. I timed that span.
THE BEST BONE IN THE HISTORY OF BONES
(Didn't time time spent chomping VS time spent running around so I don't know how that actually shook out.)
He didn't know what to DO with himself it was all SO MUCH.
He couldn't contain them!
It was pretty fantastic to witness.