Buffy & Trixie's Mom
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My problem that when I put my three year old girl out to potty (even when it has been five, six, seven hours) she won't go. Eventually she will go. After a few tries.
I let her out. Bring her back in. Then let her out again. Eventually, she will go. Now I am beginning to dread every time I have to let her out. She has become that unreliable. I am afraid it will be this way for the rest of our lives together.
Potty treats were suggested by someone on this forum. Those were mostly to get her to come back in after she potties. That works. I give them religiously, but she is very obstinate and even though (I know my dog) she must surely have to go...she won't go.....and if I am wanting to leave the house, I feel compelled to "get" her to go.
Picture this. A quiet mid-morning. No lawnmowers. No children playing. All is quiet. Just the crazy woman down the street saying, "Go potty. Go potty. GO POTTY!!" Dog runs to get back into the house. "NO NO NO -- GO POTTY. 15 minutes of this. Finally, "Ohhhhh. OKAYYYYY." I hate being loud. It isn’t an angry loud. Probably a frustrated loud. It is not the "me" I want to show to my neighbors.
My next door neighbor does not approve. He counsels me that I need to develop more patience with her. He lets his dog out and never knows for sure if his dog goes potty or not. Me, I want to know. I watch. He has not been through her what I have been through with her. He critiques me. I have told him that if he can't say something nice, or benign to just shut up.....and he told me he is going to call attention to any "irregularities" over here. (My telling her to go potty, go potty, go potty.)
I get annoyed. I have yelled at her, and when I feel annoyance and then yell at her, I lose respect for myself. It is not the "me" I want to be. Long ago, I drew a boundary that no matter how annoyed I might get at any dog, cat, person, I will allow myself toy yell, but never strike. This has worked well for me over the years.
Sadly, I think this is the way it is going to be for the rest of our lives together and that isn't the expectation I had at all. I don't want that. I don't want to dread letting her out. (I dread letting her out. I hold my breath until I see her get down and go potty. It makes me feel sick. How many times am I going to have to let her out this time? how many times tos ay, "go Potty." ) I don't want it to feel like a matter of life or death that she go. But it does. I want her to go out, go potty like my boy dog always has and like every other dog I have ever owned has, and then come back in. Business finished!!
I don't like feeling annoyed. I don't like getting annoyed. I don't like losing respect for myself for not being the perfect pet parent and just smiling and saying, "whatever" and smiling indulgently when she goes out and refuses to go even though it has been five, six, seven hours or sometimes longer.....
I thought I had this licked. I would leave her out at 4:30 am; 9 or 10am; then 2-3 pm; then 7:30-8:30; then midnight to 1:30 am (I write at night and sleep in shifts). It averages out to be about 5 hours between outings, except for the last time, which is never a problem. I guess she knows we are in for the night then (-:
Usually the outing at supper is the one most likely to fail. Or this morning when I had someplace I had to get to.
I never thought it would come to this.
I don't know that I want 10-15 years of this. Everything we do revolves around her going potty. Or not going potty.
She is 3. I think she loves me. She follows me around. Everywhere. I am her fourth home. She spent a good amount of time in a crate. I think I am the first person who really loved her, although her rescue mama was good to her and cared for her.
I let her out. Bring her back in. Then let her out again. Eventually, she will go. Now I am beginning to dread every time I have to let her out. She has become that unreliable. I am afraid it will be this way for the rest of our lives together.
Potty treats were suggested by someone on this forum. Those were mostly to get her to come back in after she potties. That works. I give them religiously, but she is very obstinate and even though (I know my dog) she must surely have to go...she won't go.....and if I am wanting to leave the house, I feel compelled to "get" her to go.
Picture this. A quiet mid-morning. No lawnmowers. No children playing. All is quiet. Just the crazy woman down the street saying, "Go potty. Go potty. GO POTTY!!" Dog runs to get back into the house. "NO NO NO -- GO POTTY. 15 minutes of this. Finally, "Ohhhhh. OKAYYYYY." I hate being loud. It isn’t an angry loud. Probably a frustrated loud. It is not the "me" I want to show to my neighbors.
My next door neighbor does not approve. He counsels me that I need to develop more patience with her. He lets his dog out and never knows for sure if his dog goes potty or not. Me, I want to know. I watch. He has not been through her what I have been through with her. He critiques me. I have told him that if he can't say something nice, or benign to just shut up.....and he told me he is going to call attention to any "irregularities" over here. (My telling her to go potty, go potty, go potty.)
I get annoyed. I have yelled at her, and when I feel annoyance and then yell at her, I lose respect for myself. It is not the "me" I want to be. Long ago, I drew a boundary that no matter how annoyed I might get at any dog, cat, person, I will allow myself toy yell, but never strike. This has worked well for me over the years.
Sadly, I think this is the way it is going to be for the rest of our lives together and that isn't the expectation I had at all. I don't want that. I don't want to dread letting her out. (I dread letting her out. I hold my breath until I see her get down and go potty. It makes me feel sick. How many times am I going to have to let her out this time? how many times tos ay, "go Potty." ) I don't want it to feel like a matter of life or death that she go. But it does. I want her to go out, go potty like my boy dog always has and like every other dog I have ever owned has, and then come back in. Business finished!!
I don't like feeling annoyed. I don't like getting annoyed. I don't like losing respect for myself for not being the perfect pet parent and just smiling and saying, "whatever" and smiling indulgently when she goes out and refuses to go even though it has been five, six, seven hours or sometimes longer.....
I thought I had this licked. I would leave her out at 4:30 am; 9 or 10am; then 2-3 pm; then 7:30-8:30; then midnight to 1:30 am (I write at night and sleep in shifts). It averages out to be about 5 hours between outings, except for the last time, which is never a problem. I guess she knows we are in for the night then (-:
Usually the outing at supper is the one most likely to fail. Or this morning when I had someplace I had to get to.
I never thought it would come to this.
I don't know that I want 10-15 years of this. Everything we do revolves around her going potty. Or not going potty.
She is 3. I think she loves me. She follows me around. Everywhere. I am her fourth home. She spent a good amount of time in a crate. I think I am the first person who really loved her, although her rescue mama was good to her and cared for her.

