Monday:
I took Monday off so pup had some more time to get acclimated to her new home. It was almost as if puppy flipped a switch. Her sweetness was now buried behind aggression and new found confidence. Add that to my lack of sleep and it didn't take much to test my patience. She was lunging and head butting just a terror. Pooping and peeing in and out of the apartment. It took her almost 4 hrs before she was tired enough and I could get some peace. The bright side was I managed to teach her how to which she picked up right away!
Tuesday:
This was the first day back to work for me which meant the first day puppy would be alone in her crate for most of the day. We started our new morning schedule. Starting at 6am we get up and the dog goes out. Then breakfast and some playtime. We trade off who is getting ready and who is focusing on the dog. It worked pretty well for us. Glen came home to let her out at lunch and she wasn't crying and didn't even wet her crate! That night our friends Sean and Amanda came over to meet Beasley and she was pretty hyper with lots of biting.
Wednesday:
Same as Tuesday pretty much. A lot of accidents in the house. She went from holding it for an hour or two to going every 20 minutes, anywhere she wanted. This was extremely frustrating. Especially since we would take her outside and would refuse to go. Then when she came upstairs she would go. We thought we were making progress, but no such luck.
Thursday:
After a long week, we had a heck of a Thursday. Glen's mom came over with our sister in law for dinner to meet puppy, which we were both looking forward to. I always arrive home after Glen and when I arrived it was like a mad house. The dog had just peed inside, and somehow it got into his mom's hair. She was hyper and bitey and needed to go out every 20 minutes. She wouldn't settle down. I know... she's a puppy, but gawd enough! Luckily during dinner she was content chewing on her new toys so we were able to sit without following her around. She must have peed 20 times inside that night. I think she was marking her territory. She peed defiantly and there is nothing more frustrating than that. Trying to make the dog learn remorse is the hardest trick. Once she was asleep dinner was very successful. Its hard to entertain and make dinner and make sure the dog is not peeing somewhere or getting into something she shouldn't.
Friday:
I had an early call on Friday and had to be in at work for 7am. In order to do so I had to get up at 5. We have had a bit of luck with the crating and the dog does not usually wake up until we come and get her so I tried to get ready quietly without her knowledge. It only worked for about 20 minutes and then Glen had to take her out while I finished getting ready. Luckily she went back into the crate to sleep giving Glen time to shower and get mostly ready without having to worry about her. I left the two of them to there own devices and I got a lot of updates via text message about pee scheduling. After the night we had chasing her around cleaning up after her we decided its time to take her more often. It seemed like everything was going well...until I received two photos of some doggy damage. Somewhere in the course of playing things got rough. Glen was now nursing a split lip from little razor sharp puppy teeth. The pictures make it seem worse than it is, but looks like the punishment has fit the crime and she is much less aggressive these days. I got home early and I decided its time to make Beasley enjoy the outdoors (she hasn't really taken to walks just yet) I took her for a few long runs across the field which tired her out for when daddy came home. Saturday:
What a treat to get to hang out with Beasley all day. We're dog people now, which means home bodies. We let her tell us when to get up with her barking, which was about 7:30am. Most of the day was playing, training, going outside, napping and eating. We did leave for a bit to grab some groceries for the weekend and just like crating during the weekdays she did well. Beasley got to also meet her cousins Luke and Bailey! She took to them pretty well, but was very distracted when I needed her to go outside to pee. Luke, my brother Aaron's toy fox terrier was a little feisty with her, but she could handle it. I hope she gets to join there little club. Sunday:
More hangouts at home. We were going to have more visitors, but they couldn't make it. After our morning routine and breakfast we did what is becoming the usual around here. Glen and I had some errands to run so we crated her for about two hours while we went to Walmart and Petsmart.
In other news :
- Beasley can Sit, Shake a paw and we are working on "lie down"
- Kongs are great time consumers for pups
- Men enjoy puppy cuddles as much as ladies do, if not more
- Beasley is afraid of empty 2 litre pop bottles
- It's always funny to put music on for the dog
- She could care less if she falls flat on her face, even though it looks and sounds painful.
- There is such a thing as too cute
- Beasley likes meeting people
- Firetrucks distract her from her "business"
- People can't resist talking to you if you are holding a cute dog.
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