Once upon a time, I had a dachshund named Soccer. He was spoiled just like all my critters are but Soccer was very unreliable when it came to his bathroom habits. We could walk around outside for an hour and he would walk in the house and have an “accident”, though it never really seemed like an accident, but more like .. watch me show her who’s the boss.
Speck, also a dachshund, would probably burst before he would go to the bathroom in the house. I can’t even remember the last time Speck had an accident .. probably not since he was a puppy and was being house trained. For a while, when Vince would come home after being gone or several days, Speck would be so happy to see him that he would dribble a little on the floor and he would be so embarrassed, he would run into his crate and try to hide.
Along comes Rita!
Rita
Don’t let that angelic look fool you. She is the most conniving little critter ever! So far, she’s had two accidents in the house and I’m not seeing any reason for that to have happened. A couple of weeks ago, we were gone for about 6 hours and I was afraid to see what I would find in the house but she hadn’t done anything! It’s purely a matter of convenience with her. If it’s raining or she’s not feeling like going outside, she’ll just go find a quiet spot and take care of business. Thank goodness we don’t have carpet or she might be finding herself a new home.
Every time she gives me any indication she needs to go, I take her outside. This morning, between daylight and about 10:30, I went outside with her four times . . we walked probably 20 minutes each time and she never did anything. Vince came home and he walked with her probably half an hour . . nothing! Before he left to go back to work, he went out with her again . . nothing!
I was so tempted to take the leash off and send her outside and I think that’s what she really wanted. It was a warm, sunny day and apparently she figured out that if she couldn’t run loose outside, the next best thing was being out on a leash, dragging one of us around.
During the afternoon, I took her out maybe four more times. Nothing! When Vince got home, he took her out and told me “we’re not coming back til she does something!” I figured that meant I didn’t need to fix dinner because Vince wouldn’t be back inside yet but after about 45 minutes, he came in and announced that Rita had finally done her business.
Finally, we could relax stop watching her!
Peg H says
ROFL – Good to know she’s getting y’all trained well and good …. 😉
Linda Steller says
LOL Aren’t they funny little critters? Ozzie has never had an accident in the house since his very early puppy training days. And, there have been days when he’s in the house by himself for about nine hours. If I leave him in for an eight-hour day at work (plus commute), I always think his back teeth must be floating when I get home. But, I’ll get here, he’ll jump all over me in excitement, and when I let him out back, all he wants to do is play ball. If I won’t play (especially these days when it’s too dark to play ball when I get home), he’ll come back inside with me and lick me to death before it finally occurs to him that maybe he should have taken care of business! He’ll then ask to go out and does the job. He’s such a good boy. As I always say, it’s a good thing they’re so cute, or they’d be on the moon by now!
shirley bruner says
she is the devil, isn’t she? i don’t know how she does it. haha
Sherrill says
I don’t trust my punk (dachshund) and never will. If I’m not here, he’s in the crate. Twice for no apparent reason he went on the leg of the dining room table. Made me so mad..the reason he’s never left out. He’s got no one to blame but himself!
Judy D in WA says
I’m thrilled when I go a day without an accident. He is getting better about whining to go out and he’ll go out with the big dogs but if it’s raining…I have to pick him up and take him outside because he’ll run and hide under the bed.
They are all stinkers! Spoiled rotten cute little dogs.
Diana g in UK says
The last dog we had would never go to the toilet on the leash, we always had to let him off to find his own spot.
Glenda says
I have a little Chihuahua, too, and she just won’t go out in the rain. So during the winter we use the pee pads. It took some time to get her trained, and she really prefers to go outside, but she’s good about using them. Lifesavers!
Audrey says
My dog would do her business in her crate and sit in it when she was mad at me for leaving her for so long even though she was paper trained and had a room to move around in!