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I think my dog is a competitive pisser.
If I could ensure that two doors down from me I had a neighbor with a chihuahua....or one of the breeds with the shrill, loud, penetrating barking.... I would be able to make "getting dog to pee outside instead of stealthily in the center of the carpet" take perhaps three minutes.
Otherwise, she dribbles it out in marking here and there, and will finally shit when it's clear peristalsis is an irresistable force.
But if she's being barked at impotently by a small dog and she's in their yard?
She turns, stares at them, and, still staring takes a full piss, while they go insane from the other side of the fence or inside the house. And moves over a foot and takes a shit. And does a full "vague covering up motion" kicking and pawing afterwards.
If getting her fixed will stop this little behavior, damn it, I can wait another couple of weeks for my pain meds. Cause this means we have to walk. All the way. Around the block. Three times a day. Until she either finds a dog to go apeshit at her for Daring To Walk Past My Yard or until peristalsis and exercise take their course. My foot doesn't like to do this. Bear doesn't walk. It's not J's dog, and anyway, someone will have to do it or something when I get my foot worked on, because then it just won't be possible.
But a competitive pisser. (shakes head in disbelief) Dogs can be just as crazy as humans.
If I could ensure that two doors down from me I had a neighbor with a chihuahua....or one of the breeds with the shrill, loud, penetrating barking.... I would be able to make "getting dog to pee outside instead of stealthily in the center of the carpet" take perhaps three minutes.
Otherwise, she dribbles it out in marking here and there, and will finally shit when it's clear peristalsis is an irresistable force.
But if she's being barked at impotently by a small dog and she's in their yard?
She turns, stares at them, and, still staring takes a full piss, while they go insane from the other side of the fence or inside the house. And moves over a foot and takes a shit. And does a full "vague covering up motion" kicking and pawing afterwards.
If getting her fixed will stop this little behavior, damn it, I can wait another couple of weeks for my pain meds. Cause this means we have to walk. All the way. Around the block. Three times a day. Until she either finds a dog to go apeshit at her for Daring To Walk Past My Yard or until peristalsis and exercise take their course. My foot doesn't like to do this. Bear doesn't walk. It's not J's dog, and anyway, someone will have to do it or something when I get my foot worked on, because then it just won't be possible.
But a competitive pisser. (shakes head in disbelief) Dogs can be just as crazy as humans.