So far my Great Dane hasn’t done anything like that. All he does is lie around the house, insist on constant scratching, demand regular car rides, and slobber all over me.
I remember one of my classmates in college telling me a story of him coming home one day from class. The whole apartment had been flipped over, seat cushions pulled off the couch, chairs flipped over, the rug was pulled, curtains were yanked down. The student followed the trail of destruction and found the Great Dane laying on HIS king size bed, on his back, legs in the air, head on the pillow and snoring. I still laugh when I think about that!