It would be silly of me to say that there haven’t been some challenging moments with Tuuli. But! She’s such a cutie and things are really improving. She is pretty much house trained, she is not scared to jump on and off the sofa (still carry her down the stairs) and there have been a lot more happy faces and waggy tails as the days go on. When I am panicking about how I have made life a little bit hard for myself, I try to remind myself that she would have ended up tethered outside someone’s house for the rest of her life.
So. I’m at work most of the day. When I come home, my living room always looks like a bomb that really needed a poo went off. Anything that could possibly be chewed has been and there’s this cute puppy standing in the middle of it like, “oh, you’re back.” This is my fault because I wasn’t expecting her to still be so puppy which in retrospect was a bit silly. I also got the impression that she was one of those, sleep all morning kind of dogs. LOL. I get up at 5:30am, walk her, feed her then entertain her as I get ready for work. I hand her a Kong, sprinkle some food in her crate and leave, thinking that will keep her distracted from the sofa, the small pot of money hidden behind my TV, the fan and the fold out chairs, at least long enough for her not to go completely AWOL on them.
I am going to try some other food dispensing toys out soon. She loves her food which is great because that means she’s easier to train. After two or three loo breaks outside followed by a bit of her breakfast, she knew what was up. Hopefully, having more food toys will help keep damages down to a minimum. I have also puppy-proofed instead of dog-proofed the room now and today the mess wasn’t quite as bad and easier to clean up. Initially, I thought it could be Separation Anxiety but I think that perhaps it’s just “I’m a puppy and I love chewing stuff!!!!” Keeping an eye out for other SA symptoms just in case.
She enjoys playing and I am really trying to play with her as much as I can. She is used to playing with other dogs though from her time at the shop and sort of expects me to be cool with having my arms and feet chewed. She likes toys, too, but I am still teaching her the wonders of a Tug and we’re nowhere near understanding the total amazing awesomeness of Fetch.
When my morning alarm goes off, I am greeted by a happy face and a wagging tail which is lovely and makes it a whole lot easier to drag myself out of bed.When we get outside she runs down the street all glee and gallopy paws before stopping suddenly to sniff at some ramen sick or inspect a cigarette. Kinda gross. That’s something I’m getting used to; street dog walking compared to field full of cow pats dog walking.
So far RE training, she sits and sometimes comes when called and will drop a toy into my hands when I ask for it! I’m pretty happy about it so far, she gets the idea quickly during the “session” so reviewing it has been easier and easier.
Anyway, rambling, really tired, going to stop unceremoniously here for now.