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I will try to lighten the mood a bit.
My wife’s new pup is officially now a terror. Craps everywhere in the yard with no rhyme or reason so that I’m fearful of stepping in it (those turds are so small you just don’t see them easily), she has a loud bark whenever she wants her way (like out of the kennel at ‘nap and give the other dogs a break from you’ time) ate one of her own turds the other day, plays like a bulldozer, and is chewing things I don’t see other dogs usually go after - chicken wire, large potted plant containers, weird crap.
Correction is going well enough - just a lotta work. Everything I own outside I care about is up out of her reach now…or behind a fence/pen. Tough little dog thinks she is a male rottie that’s underfed. And we feed her three times a day. My wife the dog trainer is like “that’s a bulldog with some energy” and I’m like “that’s a lotta work”. I have to carry around Nyla bones (synthetic bones) in my pocket and when she is chewing something she gets a big “No” and a swift scruff grab (back of the neck) and I immediately slip the Nyla bone into her mouth and give her a gentle “This…” and a couple long body pets. Then I go pick up another bone and slip it into my pocket and wait for the next time.
She is getting it. Soon she will just chew the bones. We keep a lot around and rotate them, sometimes through the dishwasher - makes them new and exciting again. Grease one with peanut butter and they are over moon!
At least she holds it all night. And ain’t crappin in the house. Only two accidents in the last few weeks.
Sometimes I wish she was a cat. That liked to sleep.
My wife’s new pup is officially now a terror. Craps everywhere in the yard with no rhyme or reason so that I’m fearful of stepping in it (those turds are so small you just don’t see them easily), she has a loud bark whenever she wants her way (like out of the kennel at ‘nap and give the other dogs a break from you’ time) ate one of her own turds the other day, plays like a bulldozer, and is chewing things I don’t see other dogs usually go after - chicken wire, large potted plant containers, weird crap.
Correction is going well enough - just a lotta work. Everything I own outside I care about is up out of her reach now…or behind a fence/pen. Tough little dog thinks she is a male rottie that’s underfed. And we feed her three times a day. My wife the dog trainer is like “that’s a bulldog with some energy” and I’m like “that’s a lotta work”. I have to carry around Nyla bones (synthetic bones) in my pocket and when she is chewing something she gets a big “No” and a swift scruff grab (back of the neck) and I immediately slip the Nyla bone into her mouth and give her a gentle “This…” and a couple long body pets. Then I go pick up another bone and slip it into my pocket and wait for the next time.
She is getting it. Soon she will just chew the bones. We keep a lot around and rotate them, sometimes through the dishwasher - makes them new and exciting again. Grease one with peanut butter and they are over moon!
At least she holds it all night. And ain’t crappin in the house. Only two accidents in the last few weeks.

Sometimes I wish she was a cat. That liked to sleep.
