Last night I caught an earlier flight home from my work trip, so we decided to go pick her up then instead of waiting for today. In retrospect, this may have been a mistake – I really could use a full night's sleep, but cest la vie…too late now!
She is an absolute sweetheart! Sadie is getting along with her well, but doesn't really know what to make of her just yet either. And the cats…well, there will be some adjusting there.
Potty training is going to be some serious work…right now she is still such a small pup that she will just pee right there in the middle of whatever she is doing. Whether it is having one of her separation freak-outs in the kennel or playing with us on the floor. The poop is easier because she really seeks out a spot for that. So, for now, I am taking her out almost every half an hour until I can figure out her schedule and until things calm down into something more normal around here. The other part of the potty issue is that she drinks a lot of water – which is good, except it makes pee.
And then there is the separation anxiety attacks. Last night was her first night away from her mommy, outside of her old home, and being introduced to new people and animals. Maybe it is like when you have kids and you don't remember the labor pain…I don't remember Sadie freaking out quite like this! Last night actually went better than expected…around 3 there was some whining so we went outside to potty and then play a bit. She fussed a little when I put her back in her bed kennel but then went to sleep. Today, however, at first I thought it went fine…I put her in her kennel where she was whining a bit when I left to take Neil to work and was laying down and calm when I came home. But, then later this morning when I put her in there so I could have some good Sadie time outside we could hear her barking up a storm. I waited a while before coming back to let her out…and I do know it is going to take time, but it is definitely going to be difficult. This afternoon I am taking a different approach with the kennel – she has self-desiganted her safe space as under one of my living room end tables, so whenever I see her getting ready to crash out there, I am putting her in her kennel until she settles in there (with the door open). Just now I sneaked up and closed the door but didn't latch it. She woke and fussed the tiniest bit and then went back to sleep. Hopefully, soon she will recognize this as her "safe place" and that will help when I have to put her there when I leave the house. Unfortunately, there will be unhappy times when I have to leave the house too – I am just hoping to ease the transition this way. And we'll see how tonight goes, though it seems to help that I am in the room with her at night. (If anyone thinks that easing it in this manner is totally an issue, speak up! I need ideas and suggestions!)
Aside from the basics, so far so good! She is a chewer, but very receptive to her toys as we correct her. I am going to get some bitter apple spray to help with some of the spots that seem to be becoming her favorites. In particular, the legs of the office chairs in here.