Poopy Dawgs
Ok, so I offered to help take care of my friend's dogs while they're out of town. Melissa was going to do it, but she's got so much to do with school AND work; besides, I have nothing else to do.
I know Nick ) pretty well, so he came out of his cage with no trouble. I got the leash on him and went to open Harley's cage and she started barking and growling like she was going to eat the fingers off of my hand. It's 6:30am and she is screeching like it's 5pm. [She.Would.Not.Stop.] What the s*%$?? Harley, wanna go potty? Huh? Look, Nick is being good..come on, let's get out of your cage and on this leash. [yip*bark*growl*show teeth*snap@ cage] I'm never going to be able to let this dog out. She's going to force me to leave her in her cage all day? If she bites me, I'll just die. I'm l'gol at myself at this point. I think Nick was too. So, since I had Nick in the leash I just took him out first. I could hear Harley from outside and down the stairs. The stinking sun isn't even up, it's Saturday and all of Megan's neighbors hate me. Pee faster, Nick. We get back upstairs and she's still going. I don't know why, but I just froze up. LMAO. I panicked and did not know what to do, literally. Do I just put Nick back up and leave? Come back later and try again?? I can't do that, this poor dog needs to urinate. Literally, every time I went to reach for the cage latch, she would nip at my fingers. I tried sweet talking her, giving her treats, telling her how beautiful she is when she's angry. Nothing worked. The only thing I could think to do is call Megan. It was bad enough I couldn't deal with a 20 pound terrier of some sort, now I have to call the owner to help me talk her down? "Meg, I'm SO sorry to call and wake you up, but I'm apparently unable to handle the removing of dos from cages without being mauled." She replied sweetly, "She's just not used to you. Just open her cage, she'll come out and be just fine. She won't bite you." Psh, she won't bite me. You don't see her TEETH. Harley was barking so loud and constant, I had to go to the other room to hear what Megan was saying. *shakes head* I shake my head because when I think about it, I was actually frightened by the aspect of being bit, I really though she was going to. I've had animals all my life, as I've mentioned, and I've never been afraid of any of them. I felt so silly, yet the fear was still there. "She won't bite you." I hung up with Megan and knelt down by Harley's cage and just talked to her, through her insistent rebuttals. I took a deep breath and just opened her cage. She snipped a bit but as soon as the door was open, she ran out and right up to me, putting her front paws on my leg and licking my hand. Oh, now you're nice. Cute little booger, arn't you. We made a second trip outside and back up to eat and drink!
Believe it or not, I had to call Megan again. I didn't know where the dog food was. Hey, I'm prepared for this evening when I go back, at least there's that. : ) Oh yeah, and when it was time to go back in our cages, Nick was nowhere to be found. I spent 15 minutes, I kid you not, calling him. I walked from room to room, behind chairs, under tables, back behind the couch. Nowhere. The automan!! I remembered he likes to hide under it when it's time to go back in the cage. I tapped on the automan and he came right out and went straight to his bed. Whew. Don't worry, I'll be back. I got this now.
If I get another pet, it will be a cat. They take themselves to the restroom.
I know Nick ) pretty well, so he came out of his cage with no trouble. I got the leash on him and went to open Harley's cage and she started barking and growling like she was going to eat the fingers off of my hand. It's 6:30am and she is screeching like it's 5pm. [She.Would.Not.Stop.] What the s*%$?? Harley, wanna go potty? Huh? Look, Nick is being good..come on, let's get out of your cage and on this leash. [yip*bark*growl*show teeth*snap@ cage] I'm never going to be able to let this dog out. She's going to force me to leave her in her cage all day? If she bites me, I'll just die. I'm l'gol at myself at this point. I think Nick was too. So, since I had Nick in the leash I just took him out first. I could hear Harley from outside and down the stairs. The stinking sun isn't even up, it's Saturday and all of Megan's neighbors hate me. Pee faster, Nick. We get back upstairs and she's still going. I don't know why, but I just froze up. LMAO. I panicked and did not know what to do, literally. Do I just put Nick back up and leave? Come back later and try again?? I can't do that, this poor dog needs to urinate. Literally, every time I went to reach for the cage latch, she would nip at my fingers. I tried sweet talking her, giving her treats, telling her how beautiful she is when she's angry. Nothing worked. The only thing I could think to do is call Megan. It was bad enough I couldn't deal with a 20 pound terrier of some sort, now I have to call the owner to help me talk her down? "Meg, I'm SO sorry to call and wake you up, but I'm apparently unable to handle the removing of dos from cages without being mauled." She replied sweetly, "She's just not used to you. Just open her cage, she'll come out and be just fine. She won't bite you." Psh, she won't bite me. You don't see her TEETH. Harley was barking so loud and constant, I had to go to the other room to hear what Megan was saying. *shakes head* I shake my head because when I think about it, I was actually frightened by the aspect of being bit, I really though she was going to. I've had animals all my life, as I've mentioned, and I've never been afraid of any of them. I felt so silly, yet the fear was still there. "She won't bite you." I hung up with Megan and knelt down by Harley's cage and just talked to her, through her insistent rebuttals. I took a deep breath and just opened her cage. She snipped a bit but as soon as the door was open, she ran out and right up to me, putting her front paws on my leg and licking my hand. Oh, now you're nice. Cute little booger, arn't you. We made a second trip outside and back up to eat and drink!
Believe it or not, I had to call Megan again. I didn't know where the dog food was. Hey, I'm prepared for this evening when I go back, at least there's that. : ) Oh yeah, and when it was time to go back in our cages, Nick was nowhere to be found. I spent 15 minutes, I kid you not, calling him. I walked from room to room, behind chairs, under tables, back behind the couch. Nowhere. The automan!! I remembered he likes to hide under it when it's time to go back in the cage. I tapped on the automan and he came right out and went straight to his bed. Whew. Don't worry, I'll be back. I got this now.
If I get another pet, it will be a cat. They take themselves to the restroom.