I have housebroken the hound! I have potty trained the pup!

And it’s a GOOD thing. Poor Rudy was just about on her way out a couple of months ago. I honestly was beginning to think we had picked out a “special needs” dog. She could NOT get the fact that poop goes outside. She had the pee-pee part down but continued to leave little piles all around the house. Disgusting. Unacceptable. She knew better. She’s lucky to be alive.

She also would not quit running out into the street and the neighbor’s dog just got hit and killed a few months ago!

She also won’t eat her dog food. I’ve tried about 5 different kinds now and she’d rather survive on treats (for going potty outside) and Melody’s dropped stuff. She also preferred some other disgusting treats that involved the cat box, but we won’t go any further on that one.

Little Rudy was doing nothing but causing me more stress and more grief. I guess maybe that’s what the problem was. She was bought in grief. She was bought shortly after Daddy passed away in December. We got Rudy in January. I was also having a really tough time coping with Melody’s issues at the time too and just wanted someone to love and love me back. I knew Kevin and I weren’t having anymore children at that point and I wanted a “baby”. Rudy was meant to fill a void. I mean she was named after my dad for Pete’s sake. That and the fact that she is really a darn cute dog was her saving grace. As of about 6 weeks ago she had yet to fill ANY KIND OF VOID!

That has all changed now. Rudy went into her first heat a little earlier than expected. She actually just got spayed this week and is doing very well. Heat = Diapers. Diapers = No potty in house. The heat was over and we continued the diapers for potty training. Worked like a charm. She is pretty much totally housebroken now. She gets to sleep with me and curls up every night right behind my knees. It’s HER spot. And she’s also finally found that special spot in my heart too. She’s also much better about not running into the street. She still won’t eat her food, but has been surviving so far on Mel’s scraps and doggie treats so I’m not gonna worry too much. I do need to get some good pictures of her and post them. She’s a cutie. She’s a keeper.