The first year of Bailey’s life was much like a growing child. A bigger body with a puppy brain. 
He liked living with us as far as we could tell and we liked that he was a part of our family. Here is a picture of Bailey in his first puppy crate. That nice little bed he is sitting on is the first of many defluffing projects! 
After he de-fluffed that bed, we moved him to a much larger crate without a bed. We did give him a Kong toy filled with peanut butter and a dog bone to keep him busy though. The vet told us that he had a dog like Bailey once and it took 3-years before he felt comfortable enough that his dog wouldn’t shred his bed.
Eventually, I thought that he would be able to graduate to the kitchen area so that he could move around and look out a window. I was happy to think that life could get a little better for him. Well it did get better for him, but it got worse for me. In one sitting, he chewed up the window sill, wall, and baseboard trim. I put some paint on the wall but that old plaster wall now needs to have some big repairs. Now you know why I said in my first blog to take notice of the trim of this old house. I guess that in the last 167 years this house has been standing, that no prior owners had a dog like Bailey.
We did our best to keep him safe and to remove anything that he might eat. Along the way he did eat things he shouldn’t have and we dug up plants, removed a hearth carpet and put up baby gates to name a few things. Some of my blog followers asked me to post a picture of Bailey all grown up. Here is my smiling big fella!
