I wouldn't have thought the bone would give him as much grief as the amount of fat he's scoffed. With that lot it's probably just a bit of over indulgence making him feel a bit iffy. As for dry readybrek well he's clearly not fussed what disappears down his throat is he? I'd resort to crating him with a bone, so it feels like less of a punishment each time you have to leave him alone. Luckily for me my two feeding frenzy machines Milan and Diesel have never attempted raiding the fridge. Milan can't leave the sink alone, even when empty, she lives in hope, and Diesel is obsessed with the parrots, nuts, seed and veggies.

Thankfully he has only once chewed a door frame and that was on Monday when he and Tonks were separated and left for two hours. In general now he just sleeps when left. He has now learnt to be left for an hour pre walk for the school drop off and pick up and can be left for a couple of hours post walk. He once managed three and a half hours after a really good run with loads of dogs...but he does often wee when we're gone.

I've spoke to my friend who is a qualified behaviourist and he says that there is very little chance of him changing his views on food due to him being starved before he was even 12 weeks old. The need to steal and consume anything he can get his paws on, incase he doesn't get any food anytime soon, is now too strong. He is disk trained and I'm going to do some more disk training for him stealing food when I am present but nothing is going to cure the urge to steal it when he's alone....that just down to management. Thankfully the fridge locks have arrived today so I'll be attaching them this afternoon hopefully.

Sometimes he goes on a lead attached to me if there's a lot of food around but usually he goes in his crate with a kong or a chew. .....or like yesterday....a flea in his ear.....useless and wrong I know but you'd can't keep your patients all the time! He goes in after the event because I can't watch him while I tidy up and goodness knows what else he'd be doing, probably weeing, pooing or being sick, while I'm distracted.

Despite the food stealing and crate trashing he really is an easy dog believe it or not. If there's any chance of a cuddle in the sofa, doesn't matter if it's me or the girls, he's very happy doing that...as long as he's had an hours walk which includes a really good sprint.



Oh he's not fussy at all! Unfortunately he can't be crated when we're not here. He will tolerated it for an hour, post walk, then start to get very distressed and bust himself out. He he's cable tied in he will rip everything up and wee loads in there. Interestingly the only other litter mate that was abandoned with him cannot be left at all and they have to use baby sitters when they go out....he's also a terrible thief. Remus is also sink obsessed and will empty the sink and smash all the contents if he think there's any chance of their being some food left on them.

I naively thought that, as he was rescued at 12 weeks that he would be fine...stupid really as I know the crucial socialization period begins to end at 16 weeks. Thankfully he is child, dog, and adult friendly and has minimal prey drive.....probably why he was abandoned.

Maybe Diesel's reasoning is 'what's good enough for her is good enough for me'

Lol He's one of those dogs who can eat for England and not put on weight, when it comes to bones he has twice as many as the others because his turbo jaws make short work of them and he's back for more in the blink of a eye but he also loves fruit and veg and will beg for carrots, cabbage, broccoli and his all time favourite apples. I go to the fruit bowl and it's one for me and one for him

Yeah but dont'cha just love a dog like that? My last GSD was exactly the same - ate anything she could fit in her gob and it didn't touch the sides going down. And I've no idea just HOW MUCH (weight wise) she ate really but her weight never fluctuated. Whatever she ate!

When my youngest was born she was about 9yrs old. She quickly learned that sitting directly under the splayed legs of the baby highchair was an excellent place to get goodies raining down from the air! Not one of them ever got as far as the carpet!

Dogs like that do 'hoover up' after themselves too. Not like this pincy poncy little min pin who leaves crumbs EVERYWHERE!