Zinga is on hardcore bootcamp.
She mangled, destroyed, demolished two wire crates on Sunday. TWO. One had to be welded back together, the other had to be strongly convinced to regain it's square shape.
Crate games, impulse control games, no more obnoxious nonstop wrestling with Zip Tie. Bootcamp.
She's fine in a crate when nothing is going on, but the first one was ruined when she was sitting at work and I had Zuma out working agility. The second was ruined when I was working Zip Tie at a disc dog playdate that evening. She's fine if it's her choice to stay somewhere (we do a lot of pedestal work, each dog holds there position while I work the other), but the second she's actually restrained, she flips out.
Yesterday started well, lets just see if I can keep it up for the next few weeks.