Well, our little darling slept one night. All night. What a pleasure. We are home free. Wrong. The next night she went to bed peacefully and woke at 2:45 to go potty. Now the fact that I had to go to the bathroom and wouldn't get up for fear of waking her, was of no matter to her. She had to go and had to go now. Not at all concerned over who she woke up. My husband and I discussed it and he got up to handle the matter. He then was able to get her back in the crate and get one hour sleep. She is only 1 1/2 years old after all.
This time we will not feed her after 7:00 and see what happens. She'll probably wake up starved. Yes, that will happen.
Today I did something I swore I would never do. I brushed my dogs teeth. Our last dog had a bad tooth and had to have it pulled. It felt like it cost more than all of my fillings put together. I didn't know dogs teeth rotted and made them sick. I though they just fell out. Well Bella has shiny white teeth that are the result of at least weekly brushing. Went to the pet store bought her toothpaste (peanut butter of course) and a toothbrush. Laid a towel down on my desk and asked her to open up. She didn't. I then said teeth and she allowed me in there to do a mediocre job as she ate the toothpaste. Told her to spit. She didn't. Told her to gargle and rinse. She didn't. Useless.
Well while we are up there, let's just trim those nails with out master grooming tool. Never did that. She saw the tool and lifted one foot. I proceeded to sand the nails (scared to death I'd hurt her). She demanded a cookie and got down. I still hear the click, click, click of nails. Tomorrow is another day.
"Love, don't spoil. You will pay my friend, you will pay."
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