Oh dear oh dear oh dear. I never meant to be away for such a long time… whoops. You’d think after this long I’d have something of substance to write about too, wouldn’t you? Alas, ’tis an empty head that I come to you with! This time of the year can be a little overwhelming at work with end of year assessments and reporting all taking place. It’s all so serious! However, it is all done and now we can just have some fun as the year winds down. Hurrah!
Life in the House of Flo has been ticking over one day at a time. Whilst somewhat more settled, The Ritalin Kid still refuses to sleep for more than six hours at a stretch. I can’t bring myself to put her outside – Flo and I are her pack, and it would be cruel to separate her from us at night. Especially at this time of the year when we are prone to loud, thunderous storms. So, a routine has been established… TRK is taken down for a final pee at around 11-11.30pm (we will be trying to make this earlier as from this evening). Then everyone toddles off to bed, air con on, lights off. Somewhere between 5.30 and 6am the yawning and lip smacking noises start from TRK’s pen. I get up, put her outside and go back to bed for half an hour. Flo doesn’t raise an eyebrow throughout this proces. During this half hour Elsie finds something to chew or play with – she’s nowhere near as destructive as her big sister in such times of isolation!
It has been a hard road with this
little pup. I’ve made some mistakes with her – when I first started putting her out at 5.30 in the mornings I’d give her the command to go for a wee and then when she obediently went off downstairs to the grass I’d run back inside, close the door and go back to bed. This resulted in a dog that would absolutely refuse to follow the command to wee, even at 11pm, no matter how long we stood out there being eaten by mozzies, and then within 5 seconds of getting her in her pen she would squat and pee on her bed. It took a few nights of putting the washing on at 11pm before the penny dropped… DUH! I can see Ian Dunbar shaking his head and tsk tsk tsk-ing. It all seems so obvious with hindsight but I must also remember that I was seriously sleep deprived and exhausted by the little sod by that stage! Anyway, a little bit of hard work and a lot of cheering and chicken treats later, she is doing fine in the bladder-emptying department. I am also a bit more confident in how long she can wait. We have now had about 3 or 4 weeks without any bed-peeing issues.
If I don’t let her out at 5.30am, this is what she does to her bed…
Fergus and George are both fine. George is beginning to want to go out a bit more after seeking refuge in the house rather than run the gauntlet of being chased by Elsie outside. I have a little bit of the deck penned off and he can go and sit there in peace.
And finally, just for entertainment’s sake, I’m going to try and embed a very funny safety ad by the Melbourne Rail folk. It has nothing to do with anything, except that it might make you laugh, which is a good thing. 🙂
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