Hooray Rain!!!
There has been beautiful, wonderful, drenching everything in sight rain. That is the reason that I am not standing out on a lacrosse field freezing my butt off getting ready to start the game (I had an 8 club game scheduled for tonight that thankfully got cancelled - it's so nice). Instead of working and making money, I get to blog. Isn't life grand sometimes?So I'm still kinda mad at my dog. Well, let me back up. As you all are painfully aware she has an infection or rash of some sort on her stomach. She got a lot of medicine and it appears to be getting better. An apparent side effect they forgot to mention was sudden incontinence. Oops. Who would want to know about such a minor detail anyway, right?!?
I discovered the problem the other night when I had a friend over. I got home after being out for maybe 2 hours and, as usual, the first thing I was going to do was let the baby out. Well, I got the leash on her, asked her to sit and before she got half way down - out it came! I was so shocked that I literally almost pulled her out the door and onto the yard so she could finish. Now I know, you're thinking she was doing the squat thing, but really she wasn't - she wound up with pee all over her tail. Which, of course, I got to wash off while I cleaned the floor.
Ok, so I'm thinking no big deal. She must have had a lot of water and didn't realize she couldn't hold it right? Wrong. The next day, at my Mom's, they had been in the computer room (one of my dogs favorite places to hang at my parent's place) for a little while. When my Mom finished up she called for Cam to go with her downstairs. Well, as my Mom was following behind her suddenly there was pee just streaming out. She did not bend, she did not squat, she was walking and it leaked. Ick.
Since I had told Mom about the incident, and she didn't think Cam even realized she was peeing, she didn't yell at her.
So then last night, being oh so aware of the problem at this point, I made every effort to let her out every time I walked by the door at my Mom's and then once we got home. Things were fine and she was going, but not like mad, whenever we went out. I had just had her out and decided to go online for a little while.
Well, it hadn't even been 30 minutes when I decided to go back upstairs. Cam was down here on her sofa so I let her be (figuring she didn't have to go and knows to come upstairs first). Right. I sat on the sofa, all ready to tuck my cold feet under the blanket when I (luckily) touched it and it seemed damp. Strange, right? I bent closer and at this point you know exactly what I smelled. Dog pee.
Apparently Cammi had not only gotten onto the sofa upstairs (where she is forbidden to be - unless Arleigh is over and she's being spoiled), but she then decided to pee on it. Of all the nerve. I was so angry, but I took her out and didn't scold until we got back in. She knew before we went out there was trouble. The rest of the night she spent right at my feet, trying to convince me to not be angry. It didn't work. I didn't yell (and I never hit) but I didn't talk to her until this morning.
She's been very good all day. I guess the silent treatment worked.
(I know - you read the title and don't realize that you're truly being sucked into a dog pee story - sorry about that)
posted by Ali @ 7:41 PM
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