I feel terrible, but I really feel like shooting Liz today. I just dunked her in the tub and then tied her outside. She's whining, but for all I care she can do that all day.
Her new thing is to poop, stomp it all around in her crate, and then go nuts when I get home so it's really everywhere. My apartment is carpeted EVERYWHERE. After working a 9hr overnight shift, I am seriously in tears when I come home. She's 6 years old, I've had her for 2 and a half, and she's always been fine in her crate (exception being, if she's in it and knows I'm upstairs, she will bark excessively... but when I'm home, I just let her sleep with me).
I am at my wit's end with this dog. I'm changing her feeding schedule to once in the morning and then we're going to walk and walk and walk and walk until I'm absolutely sure (short of an x-ray) that her bowels are empty.
Her new thing is to poop, stomp it all around in her crate, and then go nuts when I get home so it's really everywhere. My apartment is carpeted EVERYWHERE. After working a 9hr overnight shift, I am seriously in tears when I come home. She's 6 years old, I've had her for 2 and a half, and she's always been fine in her crate (exception being, if she's in it and knows I'm upstairs, she will bark excessively... but when I'm home, I just let her sleep with me).
I am at my wit's end with this dog. I'm changing her feeding schedule to once in the morning and then we're going to walk and walk and walk and walk until I'm absolutely sure (short of an x-ray) that her bowels are empty.