Yesterday was our first day leaving Sammy alone in the new digs while we went to work. I'd like to say it was a smooth transition with no major issues, but, sadly, that would be a lie.
When we first left, we heard him clawing at the door, so we set up a barricade with boxes. Apparently, our efforts failed miserably. When I came home to check on him at lunch, this is what I found.
He didn't just chew on or around the door, he went THROUGH it! Granted, it was a hollow, frail door, but still. He must've lost his little mind. Look at all those freaking wood pieces!
To fix it, we did a Home Depot run and my handy husband installed some metal kickplates to prevent it from happening again. Hopefully it did the trick. I guess I'll know for sure when I check on Sammy at lunch. Fingers crossed he's quietly sleeping on a bed or watching Animal Planet.