I Am Fierce Puppy...Fear Me.
Originally uploaded by Krheiser
He did so good over the holiday weekend. Not a single accident in the camper or his crate. He even slept through the night and didn't wake me up until about 6 o'clock.
Of course, we're pretty sure the amount of ttime he spent outside and AWAKE were major contributing factors here. We took him for walks, let him hang out with the girl dog (his idol) under the picnic tables, and held him. His naps were few and far between during the day.
Of course, all good things must come to an end and we had to come home. And this is where the trouble began.
First, he peed not only in the hubby's beloved truck, but on the seat no less. Hubby was not happy. Furious might even be too mild a word. Amazingly enough, though, he did not snap Cash's neck. The puppy survived his most foolhardy moment EVER.
We get home. He manages to pee outside without any trouble. However, he can't seem to time his bowel movements. One minute he's fine, the next he's crapping on the rug next to the screen door. My youngest boy tells me he was at least scratching at the door before he decided to hell with it and promptly relieved himself.
Fast forward to the next morning. First, he pukes on our bedroom carpet. This is likely due to his habitual eating of EVERYTHING. He's worse than a toddler, I swear. I even cought him eating a worm at one point over the weekend..a nasty, dead worm that smelled so bad I washed my hands twice after fishing it out of his mouth.
So, he puked. Puke happens. It could be worse.
And then it is. Even though the same child tells me he went to the door again, the pup still manages to poo on my living room floor before anyone can race to the door and whip it open to let him out.
On the upside...there haven't been any accidents since. He made it through the evening and this morning before work without messing on my floors.
I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but I think he might be getting the idea. Maybe.