I could really get used to sleeping this late. I heard a few barks very early this morning, but then silence, allowing us both to sleep beyond 7:00! John especially appreciated the reprieve. I do miss the energetic romps in the grass, however. If we get up after 6:30, our former puppy mill mothers don’t seem to have any interest in exploring the yard.
This morning, John was outside when they ate. Our chairs had gotten wet the night before, so he was standing in the doorway. Flower doesn’t like change, so she was on guard for sudden movements. She would take a bite, look up anxiously, take another, jump back, come to her dog bowl, glance at him nervously, and then repeat the actions.
I try to be very careful of not making sudden movements, such as crossing my leg or lifting my arm, because Flower and Candy jump when I do. In fact, they jump at most noises, including the sound of kibble hitting their aluminum dog bowls. My poor, small nervous dogs. As Nicolette Larson would say (and as I’ve probably already said before), “It’s Gonna Take A Lot of Love.”
Once inside, Dottie took her place beside me on the couch, staying there while I worked on my laptop. This time, Candy lay by my feet on the carpet. Flower went to Shih Tzu Central and stayed on the communal dog bed for most of the morning.
The dogs came alive once again late in the afternoon. I sent them outside to play, but it didn’t work. Too bad they don’t like to fetch or any of those fun dog games.
About a half hour after they came back in, I saw Flower start to sit down on the carpet, but I knew that wasn’t her sitting stance. It was her peeing stance. I got up and told her sternly not to pee there, while walking towards her, but it was too late. I tried to pick her up and put her on the training pad, but she took flight, escaping underneath the table. I put a paper towel down on the wet spot barely visible on the carpet and sat it on the pad, hoping she would figure out what the fuss was about.
I guess I have been wrong for assuming Candy is the main culprit when it comes to peeing on the carpet. As fo Candy, she makes good use of the pad. She loves to take naps on it, or to chew on treats on it. I don’t know if she ever actually uses it for its intended purpose, however. Now that I caught Flower peeing on the carpet, I’m not really sure who uses the training pads. At least Dottie.
Candy wagged her tail for John again when he got home. When he gave out the Milo’s Kitchen chicken jerky outside, Flower got so excited she first used Dottie as a footstool and then broke her “don’t touch the treat man rule” and came up and put her paw on his leg. Another first. Every victory counts.
John has also been trying to get them to scratch at the screen door when they want in, so we can leave them outside unsupervised at times. Today, they were outside on the porch for probably twenty minutes until Flower finally barked to be let in.
