My mommy read a few books about raising a puppy like me and my daddy watched a lot of the show "The Dog Whisperer" on TV so together they thought that potty training would be a piece of cake. Turns out I wasn't as house broken as my breeder made it out to sound like I would be by the time I got to my new home.
I didn't pee at all in the 1.5 hour car ride home! Probably because I was doing a lot of this in the car...
When we got home they let me out in the yard to go to the bathroom, but I was distracted with all the new smells and things to explore so I couldn't go. So my people brought me into the house without letting me eliminate myself... MISTAKE #1!
I peed on the carpet in the middle of the living room within 10 minutes. Oops! Since I'm a boy dog when my mommy caught me in the act and picked me up to take me outside my pee sprayed all over and almost hit my daddy who was sitting on the floor. (#boypuppyproblems)
Then I got my first meal at my new home. I didn't eat too much--more on feeding later. My people read that dog's need to eliminate 10-30 minutes after each meal because of some reflex the food elicits in my colon. Well, while my mommy was cooking dinner and my daddy was supposed to be watching me....MISTAKE #2... that reflex happened sooner than expected and I pooped in the living room. I just got dewormed on Thursday when I was at the vet so my stool was still pretty loose, too. Daddy almost puked! Mommy is used to poop because she is a nurse, but she said it was still pretty stinky!
My people quickly got the hang of it and started letting me out about every two hours. I only had a few more accidents, but I'd say I caught on pretty quickly and have been accident-free for the last two (going on three) days! They've figured out my cues--I have to go when I wake up from a nap and if I start acting kind of manic then I usually have to go #2. I don't linger too long outside before I do my business anymore either! I think I know what it means when mommy and daddy say "go potty!" Mommy doesn't like to say the word accident (or as she says, the "a" word) because she is afraid she will jinx us.
I still get a treat immediately after I go to the bathroom but sometimes my people just praise me while I wag my nub for a tail in complete self-satisfaction! I will admit that I miss watching my daddy "dab" at the carpet after spraying the odor and stain remover! I think he has come a long way since my first accident... I guess we all have!
Here I am coming to get the treat after a successful potty by my favorite tree! So proud!
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