She weighs less than four pounds, but Molly obviously thinks she rules the roost. A lot of the training we’ve been doing over the last week or so is designed to show her that she is NOT the boss. We’ve had to leave her in the bathroom, despite her whining to get out, because we don’t want her to get the idea that all she has to do is whine and she’ll get her way. We’ve also tried not to respond to her bark, which she discovered last weekend. And biting is definitely not OK. The last thing I want is a yappy, nippy little dog.
Despite all of our efforts to remain in charge, the little monster has had her victories. The other night, she fell asleep in the PH’s lap while we were watching a movie. Thinking we could sneak her into her crate for the night and have a few moments to ourselves, we stealthily brought her into the bathroom and placed her in the crate. She was, of course, out of the crate by the time we were backing to the door and she was suddenly wide awake and ready to play.
We decided to ignore her and finish watching the movie. Well, Molly found THE ONE TOY she owns that squeaks.., and she went to town. We normally don’t leave the toy in the bathroom because we prefer not to have it used as an alarm in the morning, but she took the first time we forgot to take it out to teach us a lesson. For 15 minutes, she chewed it and stepped on it and did whatever it took to make that toy squeak. It sounded like a pack of mice had been let loose in our bathroom.
All we could was laugh… and plot our next move.
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10 years ago
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There are days when we feel that we have come full circle with Bailey, and he is good and sweet, laying on the couch with us during movies, letting us sleep in until 10...
and then there are days when he manages to levitate his crate to get close enough to our little bag holder to seek and destroy every last plastic bag.
I feel your pain. But at least your pain is only 4 pounds and cute as anything.
Dont leave your IPOD laying around-
KW was into Electronics as a pup. Ate a voice recorder, chewed the medal and all. He also ate a cassette tape- miracle that the little tape did not get sucked into his mouth and wrapped around his intestines. We used to leave him on the porch during the day- until he decided to CHEW the arms of the loveseat.....
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