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Effective Ways to Stop Puppies from Chewing on Woodwork

A Tale of Chewed-Up Woodwork and a Mischievous Pup

You know how it is when you bring home a puppy. It’s like Christmas morning — all wagging tails and tiny paws, right? Well, I got myself a little ball of fur named Benny a few months back, and let me tell you, he was all sweetness and sunshine… until he developed a taste for my woodwork.

To say I was devastated would be an understatement. I remember the first time I caught him gnawing on the corner of my favorite oak coffee table. I stood there, coffee in hand, mouth agape like I was watching a one-legged duck try to swim. Of all things, oak! I thought I had raised enough of a barrier between my furniture and his tiny, razor-sharp teeth, but no. Benny had other plans.

The Culprit — That Irresistible Smell

You see, Benny had this knack for being utterly enamored with just as much as I was. I mean, I’d sand down a piece and polish it with that lemon-scented wood oil, and there he’d be, sniffing around like a bloodhound. I guess when he’d catch wind of those Citrusy notes, it was game on. It was like I’d put out a dinner bell just for my pup, and the coffee table was on the menu.

At first, I tried the loud-shushing thing. You know, that parenting move where you sound like an old-timey crank trying to shoo away a pesky raccoon. I thought, maybe with a bit of a theatrical flare, he’d get startled enough to back off. Spoiler alert: he just looked at me like I was losing my mind.

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Shifting My Strategy

So, I went to the store thinking, okay, maybe I’ll need something more, uh, official. I found myself wandering around our little hardware shop, and let me tell you, I felt like a kid in a candy store but with far less fun. When you look at it closely, puppy-proofing your house can feel like preparing for a zombie apocalypse.

I stumbled onto some products — bitter apple sprays that were supposed to deter chewing. I picked up a bottle with a label that promised, “Your dog will hate this!” The guy behind the counter couldn’t stop laughing when I asked about it. I told him about Benny’s wood obsession, and he chuckled, “Good luck, buddy.” I remember thinking, “Great, the is just as much help as the puppy.”

When I got home, I sprayed the poor coffee table — it was a bit like treating a wound, and I couldn’t help but feel guilty. As I was applying it, the sky looked like it was about to cry, and I just knew the smell would be… interesting. It was like mixing cheap perfume and burned toast. But hey, I was desperate.

The Bitter-Sweet Conclusion

A few hours later, as I sipped my coffee and stared at that table, I half expected him to take a risk and ignore the spray. But to my delight, the little guy walked right up and paused, sniffs and all, then turned around and trotted off. I laughed out loud, thinking, “It actually worked!” I felt like I’d just complete a major life achievement.

But let me be real — it wasn’t a permanent fix. If you’ve ever dealt with a puppy, you know they can be persistent little rascals, and Benny fell right into that category. He’d sneak back when I wasn’t looking, like a ninja, just more fur and clumsiness. I was learning that I couldn’t just rely on sprays.

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Finding Alternatives

A few days later, after another aggressive attack on the table, I decided to change my game plan. I thought about his chewing instinct. I mean, the little dude needed something to sink his teeth into, right? So, I made a quick trip to a local pet shop and scored some chew toys. Not just any old thing, either — I found this gnarly rubber bone that squeaked and had that intriguing peanut butter flavor.

Now, getting the squeaky toy to work was another story. When I first used it, I couldn’t figure out how to get that thing to make noise. It took a solid ten minutes of puffing and wrestling with it — my probably thought I was battling a bear in there. But when it finally squeaked and Benny nearly jumped out of his skin with excitement… oh man, the look on his face was priceless.

A Peaceful Home Again (Sort Of)

It took some time, but slowly we settled into a bit of a routine. I’d offer him his squeaky toy whenever he’d start sniffing around the woodwork, and eventually, he made the connection. That didn’t mean he instinctually switched off his chewing instincts, though. No way, no how. He was still a puppy, after all.

Oh, and don’t even get me started on the time I caught him chewing on my garden fence. Let’s just say my yard tools got a workout that day.

A Warm Ending

Looking back, I realize it’s just part of the with a puppy. were made, and lessons learned, but there’s something beautiful about the messy process of figuring it out. If you find yourself in the same chewed-up boat that I was, just know you’re not alone. This little journey made me appreciate Benny more than I ever thought possible, and hey, we both learned a lot along the way.

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So, if you’re thinking about trying a few tricks, go for it. Experiment. Laugh when it works, and even when it doesn’t. Just embrace the chaos; after all, that’s what makes it fun!