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I have been just amazed at what a well-behaved puppy I've had...so good, so calm, so obedient, so...trustworthy. At around 5 months she seemed to want to try sleeping overnight outside of her crate. We let her. Everything was fine. :halogsd:
Once a week I stay overnight (at least one night) where I work because my office is 1.5 hours away. Layla goes to doggy daycare 2 days a week, is with me at home when I'm working from home, and spends a maximum of 1 day a week in a townhouse where I stay (just with her) at work if I have to stay over. I leave her in a crate there maximum 3 hours and bring her into the office with me at least half a day -- she's only left at "home" if I have meetings.
This past week was a long week, that's for sure. She spent 2 consecutive days at doggy day care (the days are normally split), and on the third morning I put her in the crate with her breakfast.
I came back to the townhouse around noon to find the crate pad torn apart (foam insert), SPRINGS from the crate torn off and uncoiled (dangerous) and of course her food and water all over the place like she had a nice little tantrum in there. (I leave the TV on for her.)
I take her to the backyard to go to the bathroom and she wants nothing to do with it. I begin cleaning up the huge mess she has made, and of course I am grumbling so she knows I'm not happy with this, and she disappears.
I go upstairs, and she is jumping off the master bedroom bed, which she has just POOPED on! I yell at her (I have never yelled at her before) and begin cleaning that up. As I'm doing that, little do I realize she has run to another bedroom, gotten on the bed and peed on it!
I scold her again, she SASSES me -- barks at me and runs. I have to admit that inside I was laughing. . .the whole situation was so unlike her, I knew she was upset about something, it was so strange!
Of course I gave her a good talking to, shaking my finger at her and all. Then she seemed depressed the rest of the day (in my office with me), not even acting like herself.
There are a few reasons I can think of why she was so upset as to behave like this, but I also cannot have a dog hold me hostage, so I'm going to have to figure out something (suggestions welcome) -- I think I'll take her own crate with us in the future or begin leaving her at home with the other dogs.
Last night, we leave her loose in our house overnight, as we've been doing. She is barking at us at 1:30 a.m. I let her go outside, then put her in her crate. I wake up this morning to fine a wine bottle cork all chewed up on the living room couch.
She just turned 6 months old. Back to puppy basics. Sigh.
Once a week I stay overnight (at least one night) where I work because my office is 1.5 hours away. Layla goes to doggy daycare 2 days a week, is with me at home when I'm working from home, and spends a maximum of 1 day a week in a townhouse where I stay (just with her) at work if I have to stay over. I leave her in a crate there maximum 3 hours and bring her into the office with me at least half a day -- she's only left at "home" if I have meetings.
This past week was a long week, that's for sure. She spent 2 consecutive days at doggy day care (the days are normally split), and on the third morning I put her in the crate with her breakfast.
I came back to the townhouse around noon to find the crate pad torn apart (foam insert), SPRINGS from the crate torn off and uncoiled (dangerous) and of course her food and water all over the place like she had a nice little tantrum in there. (I leave the TV on for her.)
I take her to the backyard to go to the bathroom and she wants nothing to do with it. I begin cleaning up the huge mess she has made, and of course I am grumbling so she knows I'm not happy with this, and she disappears.
I go upstairs, and she is jumping off the master bedroom bed, which she has just POOPED on! I yell at her (I have never yelled at her before) and begin cleaning that up. As I'm doing that, little do I realize she has run to another bedroom, gotten on the bed and peed on it!
I scold her again, she SASSES me -- barks at me and runs. I have to admit that inside I was laughing. . .the whole situation was so unlike her, I knew she was upset about something, it was so strange!
Of course I gave her a good talking to, shaking my finger at her and all. Then she seemed depressed the rest of the day (in my office with me), not even acting like herself.
There are a few reasons I can think of why she was so upset as to behave like this, but I also cannot have a dog hold me hostage, so I'm going to have to figure out something (suggestions welcome) -- I think I'll take her own crate with us in the future or begin leaving her at home with the other dogs.
Last night, we leave her loose in our house overnight, as we've been doing. She is barking at us at 1:30 a.m. I let her go outside, then put her in her crate. I wake up this morning to fine a wine bottle cork all chewed up on the living room couch.
She just turned 6 months old. Back to puppy basics. Sigh.