It was a week ago today that we took Oscar to the vet at 7:30 a.m. and left him there. We picked him up about 1 p.m. and that’s when the real fun began! 🙂
Here we are a week later and we’ve done so much better than I thought we were going to do – only because of Vince’s smart thinking and coming up with ideas. We realized early on that those blow up cones were no match for Oscar so we ended up buying five of them.
Yesterday afternoon, we switched to #3. I think we’ll probably end up using the fourth one – my guess is on Wednesday but maybe Tuesday. As it stands now, we’ve duck taped over the blow up valve and then covered it with blue painter’s tape to match the blue fabric so hopefully he doesn’t notice it. The blow up valve is against his chest so he shouldn’t be able to even see it but . . it’s Oscar we’re talking about. We’ve used a piece of velcro to attach the back of the collar strap to the hook on his harness (where we hook his leash) and, yes, he’s sleeping in his harness because that’s the only way I can keep the collar on him. If he can manage to turn the collar around so that the strap is in front of him, he chews through it in about 10 seconds so with it attached to the hook on the harness, he can’t turn the collar around.
I will be so happy when next Friday gets here . . actually Thursday night and IF it happens on Wednesday, I’m probably going to call it good.
I talk about all the terrible things he does but he’s so good about some things. Speck was crate trained but he didn’t like it. When we’d put him in the crate, he barked and howled and growled and chewed at the wire grate in the front of the crate with his teeth. In Texas, our house was small and open and there was no place we could put Speck’s crate that he didn’t totally drive us crazy. Even getting Speck to go into the crate was often an opportunity for one of us to get bit. When we put Oscar in the crate, he goes in without a fight, he just sits there. He never complains. Any time we leave the house, we put him in the crate and he sleeps in the crate at night.
Also, he seems to be completely trained to go outside. We watch him pretty close. Any time we let him into an area with carpet, we take him out first but he hasn’t had any accidents in his tiled area in several months. He now lets us know when he needs to go out.
I’m really pleased with him . . even though he’s just a bit more energetic than I had anticipated.