My dog? Just chewed a hole in the wall. A hole. In the wall. In the middle of the wall. Not like on a corner or anything - just in the middle of the hallway.
I have NO explanation for that - or for why, when I said, "No, no. Bad dog!" he began licking the electrical outlet. He's a weirdo.
Peace.
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My dog - you know, Trinity the Wonder Dog - had a thing for drywall as a puppy. Fortunately, she grew out of it. But for a while, she could sit in front of the wall, snout pressed up against flat latex, and nibble away until she got through to the studs. Fortunately again, she kept her chewing to the mud room.
Lucky for me I was dating someone at the time who was very handy with drywall, mud and a knife. Not that I couldn't do it myself, but with me the supplies would have sat unused until it was time to sell the house.
Do not question. I think you've simply never tried drywall.
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