life, the universe, and donna

So, I anticipated most of the annoyances that have come to pass. Puppy pee, whining, sharp puppy teeth, night time crying, no ability to do anything for more than half an hour at a time, early mornings, and so on. And even anticipated a few that haven’t come to pass — dog spats, attempting to wreck my home, etc.

And honestly, Justice has been amazing. She plays really well with Jasper, doesn’t mind when he comes swooping in to try to steal her food (she now has to get fed in a separate room, and sweetie better figure out fast that she has to defend her food or lose it) and aside from one teeny tiny thing, she doesn’t seem to resent his intrusion at all.

There’s just that teeny thing…

…every single pillow, blanket & sheet is in the wash because my idiot dog has taken to peeing on it. I can only assume it’s in protest of her little cousin, who she can only assume is here to stay, but jesus christ on toast. Last night I had JUST replaced all the sheets (not the duvet, it’s still in the wash, we were using a spare thin, small blanket) when… wtf? THREE MORE WET SPOTS.

I’m totally flummoxed. This is the dog who can hold her pee virtually indefinitely (although if you play with her while she’s gotta go, something’s… well, gotta go) but still, honestly, between Nick & I miscommunicating, she once held it nineteen hours without any hint of a problem (other than shooting out to the grass spot like a rocket on fire.)

So, yeah, this is deliberate peeing. Last night, she managed to hit my pillow, Nick’s pillow, the bed under Nick’s pillow, and the two blankets we were using while the duvet smelled like wet corn chips. This, and she only had unsupervised access to the bedroom for about half an hour.

Argh. So the babygate went up, and I moved her (rarely used, aside from as a launching pad) bed into the upstairs hallway. And she was fnie with that. For a while. Until SHE started to cry. The puppy was fine, he barely made a peep all night. Justice, on the other hand, whined for 2 hours straight before I finally caved, put down a waterproof towel, and made her sleep snuggled up against me on that. Good news: No more accidents.

I’m pretty sure that she’ll only do that when we’re not in bed with her, but I would really rather not get peed on nonetheless. Waterproof towel it is.

I don’t really blame her for the crying. She’s slept in my bed every night since… well, since I brought her home, save for a few nights on her bed right next to the big bed. She’s never been blocked AWAY from her people before, especially not with the Scary Gate (she’s got a baby gate phobia) in the way. But holy fucking shit, I am not that reasonable at 3am, SHUT UP DOG. And I can’t REALLY blame her for the peeing either, I just wish I could make her understand that Jasper’s temporary. There’s no need to mark any territory, or worry about who’s who. Jasper isn’t allowed anywhere near our bed, JJ. You’re safe. It’s okay. chill. the fuck. out. and stop peeing!

Slightly related: My least favorite puppy thing? When he has an accident, and while I’m trying to get it cleaned up, he walks through it. *headdesk*