- 6 years ago
- Wedding: November 2012
Ok. Let me start off by saying that I have had dogs growing up (3 total, all chihuahuas) and my mother was very great in showing me dog care. Darling Husband never had a dog but was anxious to have one. I was ok with this knowing I’ve had enough experience to take care/train one.
We’re in an unsual situation where we adopted a dog from a kill shelter, she’s a 6 months old dachsund min pin mix, that came from a good home. The owner surrendered her because her grandson was allergic. Her original name was “Duchess” so I assumed she was going to be a spoiled type/people lover. When we saw her she was whining/crying/petrified in the cage. We took her outside and she was still whimpering a little but much friendlier. We had to wait a day for her to be spayed.
We pick her up yesterday and she’s all doped up from the surgery. She gets home and she’s a bit curious, Goes thru a bought of skiddish-ness (hides under a table), overcomes it and then just tries to get comfortable to sleep which she does at this rate its about 8pm.
To go to sleep for the night, we place her in the kitchen with a baby gate to barricade her. We bouhgt her a bed/blanket and tuck her in. We get upstairs and she starts to cry. I want her to cry it out. Darling Husband feels bad and gets her after a while and brings her in our room with her bed. She tries to jump on the bed with us we didnt let her. She cries and eventually she gives up and goes to sleep in her bed.
She wakes me up at 2:30 this morning. So I see whats going on with her. Turns out she was hungry. Ok I’ll forgive her she probably didnt eat with the surgery.
I get up at 4:00 for work she follows me all over. She eats more/goes out and sat with me while I had my morning coffee. I take her back upstairs to put her in her bed so I can go to work. I leave the room she immediately starts to cry. Darling Husband told me it took her a half hour to calm down after searching the downstairs for me and Darling Husband gave her a teething bone.
He eventually gets up for work and puts her in the kitchen with the gate to take a shower. He returns to see that she chewed up the top of it, and ended up jumping over it. He decides to give her the first floor and places the gate on the steps to block her while were working. He then calls me to tell me she’s “not letting him leave”, as in when he opens the door she steps in front of him and cries. He calls me to tell me he had to grab a piece of cheese and throw it away from the door so she’d run after it and he could get out.
Now, my plan is to go home later, grab her, go to the pet store and buy a crate. We didn’t buy one originally because we were hoping the gate method would work like it did from another dog my mother adopted from a shelter last year while I was living with her.
But in the meantime, I am petrified to see what she does to the house. She already chewed up the gate. Now she’s going to be around our furniture. We’ve had her for maybe 16 hours. Any ideas as to what I can do besides crate her?