Whenever I pick Whiskey up from my dad’s, she forgets her home training. Today this girl decided she was tired of the walk I was taking her on and started heading back to the apartment without me. Like Miss Girl, if someone kidnaps you, imma whoop yo ass. I told her to come here and she ran home. She has never done anything like that before.
I have to start walking her on a leash and we have to go over more training. I thought we were making progress but it seems when she has too much freedom all of her training goes out the window.
I don’t think my dad has her on a schedule like I do, so she’ll poop and pee in their house when she hasn’t had any accidents at ours. I’m grateful they can watch her while I’m at work, but it’s frustrating when I feel like my training is for nothing.
My parents got on me because I didn’t want her eating grass after they had just told me she had thrown up earlier from eating some. Like 💁🏽♀️ be serious. I care about her, I don’t want to pay for hospital visits when one could’ve been avoided. I watch her closely because she’s only a puppy and doesn’t know better.
I treat her like I would treat my actual child and honestly, the amount of patience and grace I showed after she blatantly walked away from me on our walk has to be some progress. I was so mad. Like girl where do you think you’re going? I just put her right in her playpen and I’m sure she felt my frustration. She cried a little but settled in.
I don’t know what I expected with having a dog but it wasn’t this. I love her but man she’s about to get on my nerves 🙄.
Echo R.S 