Skamp chews on everything, so I’ve gotten in the habit of having all the doors to other rooms in the house shut when I let him out. Sometimes, he’ll just start chewing away at the baseboards, the wall or the legs of an old chair that belonged to my grandmother – it’s an antique! At first, I just clapped my hands and said, “No, Skamp, no!” and he’d stop. Now, he just blows me off as though I were doing a rain dance or something. I don’t want to scare him or hurt him and I don’t want him locked up in a cage all the time – I just want him to stop chewing!