I can’t believe Mini will be two next month. I don’t know if that makes her an “old dog” or not, but I don’t seem to be able to teach her a new trick.
I’d like to uncrate train her.
We crate-trained her for the obvious reason—makes housebreaking and sleeping schedules a lot easier. And, for a while, it was used for protective custody. The cats weren’t really big fans of hers. But now she and Gizmo are buddies and Jinx is at least willing to ignore her existence, and I’d like to just leave her free to have a snack or curl up on the couch when we’re not home.
She has a total emotional breakdown if I try to walk about the door without putting her in her box.
As it is now, she’s in her box from 7:20 to 7:35 and then from 8:20 to 8:35 while I’m bringing the boys to school. If I run errands, she goes in the box. She also sleeps in the upstairs box at night. When we went to the family get-together Christmas Eve and couldn’t take her because my aunt has some kind of ginormous Boxer dog thing, she stayed in the box.
Once my keys are in my hand, she goes to the crate and scratches at its door. (We keep it closed when she’s not in there because Gizmo will go in and pee just to mess with her.) I try to tell her to curl up on the couch and I’ll be right back, but she cries and desperately tries to dig her way into the crate. I left her out the other day for a 10-minute run to the gas station and she was a twitching, neurotic mess when I got home.
I guess she’s happy there, but I just feel like she’d be happier if she could have a drink or eat or flop on the couch while we’re not home. She has the run of the camper up north and doesn’t seem to mind it. I’m torn as to whether or not I should push the issue. Maybe “disappear” the downstairs crate. But, to be honest, her sleeping in her box upstairs works for us. I really, really don’t want a dog in my bed. I already have a husband and two cats in it.
It’s a quandary.