too bad he can't be trusted with shoes

Fritz has been doing well and going straight to his crate when I let him in. He was going straight to the couch, but he suddenly decided that going to his crate was the right first move. In his crate I always had a rope bone for him to chew on. He has worked on it so diligently lately that he has pulled the knots out of the end. It's more of a pile of string now. I could have used a dog with the ability to take out knots as a kid, but then, since he's so skilled at tearing things apart, I'd never let him near my shoes anyway. I've been trying to keep Fritz away from the rain gutters, but he steals them for chew toys anyway.