Thursday, September 23, 2010

What's her name didn't work out

It's time to admit, here on the blog, that "What's her name" is no longer with us. It's hard to admit because I'm embarrassed about adopting a cat last year and a dog this year that didn't work out for us. I'm beginning to wonder if there's something wrong with me. (If you look at me through the eyes of a rescue group you would too.) What's her name (Monica, Phoebe, Reebee) wasn't happy and wasn't cooperating. I believe she needed 1) a doggy friend 2) a fenced yard and 3) no crate.

She hated being put in the crate but I was doing it more and more because she began relieving herself in the house. I would take her outside (on a leash and walk or hang around with her for 30 or more minutes and she wouldn't relieve herself. Then, when we came back inside she'd act like she needed to go outside. So out we'd go again. We did make a very nice fenced area under our deck (which is on the second story) which is protected from sun and rain. She wouldn't relieve herself out there either. She could hold it for hours and hours on end! But then, I'd find a puddle on the bathroom rug. She did that in the middle of the night several times, even though I'd take her out right before bed. (Back in the crate at night for her.) It got old real fast. She also wouldn't play much either. I found out she could. She played tug with me twice for less than a minute each. Most of the time she acted like she had no idea what play was. The last thing that tipped the scale against her is her snarling at me while grooming her. I was careful not to hurt but she'd lift her lip and growl. I didn't have a good enough relationship with her to know if she would hurt me or not. I finally decided she just wasn't happy and in the long haul we probably wouldn't be happy either. We called her foster home (who had asked us to call if it didn't work out) and gave her back. They were happy to have her and she's been good as gold at their house. Go figure.

Since then I continue to look for a dog that fits with us, so someday you'll see another post about another dog. We're looking for that special dog that really fits with our family and is as special as Angel and Kennyon (our extra special CCI dogs).


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