When you have a puppy, you learn to be quite astute about the sound things make when they are being chewed.
Dont worry, I’m not talking about the pitiful whimpers of some living creature being mauled to death, but rather various items of your property. Is that crunching noise a stick – OK – or the wicker laundry basket – not OK – or the sound of the Velcro on a summer sandal being gnawed on – not OK either – ? After that puzzler this morning there was another noise which sounded for all the world like a ping pong ball meeting it’s death, but was actually one of the last Xmas tree baubles within reach being dispatched to festive decoration heaven. At least this latter piece of destruction has reminded me that it’s now the 12th day of Xmas and time to put away such childish things.