Last night after eating a delicious dinner, if I do say so myself, Jeff and I lingered at the kitchen table wistfully discussing how we will spend our next summer's vacation. He wants to see his family, I want to see mine. Jeff wants to go to his niece's graduation. I want to go to Lake Tahoe and hook up with my parents and brothers. We have decided to compromise and do it all. We are positively giddy with the anticipation of another trip. I haven't been to my beloved California in 12 and 1/2 years I am so looking forward to visiting the best spot in all of California. Jeff loves mountains and has never seen the Sierra Nevada, or even been to California, unless you count a lay over at LAX, which I do not.
I was asking Jeff if he thought we should camp at Lake Tahoe or find a motel, whether he thought we should drive there or fly, etc. This is when he mentions that he isn't sure when we should plan the trip, he can't remember which month his is on the list to deploy. I still feel like someone has punched me in the gut. I cried and he says, this is why he doesn't tell me things.
This morning I got up extra early to work on my homework, Mandy missed her bus. So, I got Lily up and ready to go, drove Mandy to school, got gas, came home, dog crapped and peed in Lily's room. I cannot tell you how much I hate our dog. We rescued her, she had been abused, she has never recovered. She is such a brat, if she doesn't get to come with us she gets mad and craps in Lily's room, because she knows how mad that makes me. And then if I even look at her funny she will act all scared and pee all over the carpet. She drives me crazy, I started to think to myself no wonder why so many families have abandoned her, she is just such a brat. She can't be home for 30 minutes on her own without having a tantrum and crapping and peeing in Lily's room. Sometimes she pees on my bed, that is reserved for when we go out of town. She waits until we come home and then she goes and peed on the bed right in front of me.
I put her out in the back yard while we went to run errands. Plenty of shade, gave her water. Still, she is never outside for more than 5 seconds unless we are on a walk and I was so worried and felt so bad for hating her so much. I felt so bad that I started bawling as I was driving down the road. I haven't done that since I was a teenager. Driving while crying, that is so embarrassing especially at four way stops. I thought of this story to write on my blog, I had an epiphany, but now I have spent so much time setting the story up I am thinking I will make the actual story tomorrows post. See you then.
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Crate her when you leave! I'm a long term dog owner and it really works for me. If you want to try it and need more information, let me know.
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I crated my dog for a while and then let him have some freedom, once he messes up he knows and walks right into the crate. This will save a lot of cleanup.
Crating definitely works. The dog, feels more secure in a smaller environment, and you don't have to worry about it 'going' in Lily's room, of course you will still need to take her outside to 'do her business' as soon as you get home, otherwise, she'll go in your house.
I would put the crate right by the door so that when you let her out you can get her outside before she does anything. Dogs can be a pain, actually any animal can, but they can also be so loveable. Kinda like a kid!
With our old dog we crated her until she could be trusted. My son's dog is crated all day while he is at work. The dog will even go into the crate when he wants to chill out. He started him out with a treat and still gives him one every morning.
About the crying. I did the same thing as I was pre-menopausal. I'd hear a song on the radio while driving and start boohooing. You are dealing with a lot and to think you might not get to go on the trip, husband to deploy and the dog thing. The world is too much with you.
Amen to the crating. We have five dogs and they all love their crates because we started them on the crating when they were puppies. I'm not sure how it would go with an older dog not used to crates.
We had a dog we were doggy-sitting for a while once. He was a huge dog and when he'd get mad at us he'd go into DS's room and lift his leg and pee right on his bed. Looking back on it it's really funny. But only because 15 years have passed!
We signed up for a Carribean cruise in 1991. We were so excited. Then my husband was deployed to Desert Shield and Desert Storm, AKA the Gulf War and the cruise was postponed. We did eventually go on the cruise, though. And it was wonderful.
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