I started walking Beasley on Christmas Eve and she seemed to
be adjusting except when we passed kids riding on their bikes, the garbage
truck, etc. so I would then just turn around and bring her home.
Suddenly, she did not want to go outside anymore when she
had been doing so well. I had to start
walking her out on the leash again. So
I started thinking that maybe the walks were more traumatizing than I thought
and sure enough, as soon as I quit walking her, she started running out the door
again with the other dogs.
I still have to stand out there and make sure she potties
and she has learned to just step right off the deck, potty and come back.
Especially when it’s raining. Smart
girl. Now if she would just learn to
hold it. She still uses the rug
sometimes, which isn’t even a rug any more. It’s two towels with potty pads
underneath them.
Still… baby steps
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