Having a puppy has been very challenging...mainly with regards to my social life. You just can't bring your dog to enough places...ok you can't bring your spazzed out puppy to a ton of places. I would most likely bring Olive to 80% of the things I do, if it wasn't for my severe mistrust in her...and rightfully so. I mean you wouldn't leave a baby in a bath tub unattentded right....right?
Oops, the phone...now baby, don't do anything while I'm gone....
She's just a baby and still hasn't grasped the fact that I'm her number one most amazing person ever and no dog, shiny ball or lump of excrement could possibly taste any sweeter than recieving my love and praise...I'm gonna need more dog treats! Or maybe I should just freeze dry dog poop, she seems to adore dog poop...and severed seal pup flippers (We found one at the beach and it just jumped directly into Olive's mouth)
If anything has caught her attention, there's no getting her focused...she's also learned an annoying game of "Run Away From Mommy" She's a cheeky bitch sometimes.
Needless to say, some days are better then others. For instance, she didn't get her walk one day which made for an all nighter...up all night chewing, barking, walking all over my face, sitting down on my face, eating her bully stick and then wacking it in my face...etc. I was rediculously over tired the next morning thinking to myself..."hmmm, maybe I'm not cut out to do this." Depressed I put on my jacket and grabbed some treats to coerce her into her Kennel...to my surprise, Olive picked-up to the morning routine, and went directly into her bed un asked....it made my day and I loved her again.
I gotta buy a 15 foot lead to teach her to come. The technique is to let them drag it around behind them, call them once and if they don't come to tug on the leash and physically pull the lead until they are by your side and then reward with a treat...I haven't tried this enough for it to work...I just need one more paycheck.
It was a windy day today. She already doesn't like going for walks, so this was espcially a difficult day. She tricked me by pretending to poop, then ran back in the house, went behind the couch and dropped a bigger duece behind the couch...totally annoying. This is after I was convinced she was properly house trained...she probably is, just being a tart this morning. I would hate her, but then I remember that this morning, I woke up to her barking at her own tummy sounds...she's such a big dumb baby, I just wanna eat her lil face!
