I’ve never had a dog pee on the bed before. On the floor, yes. On anything other than the floor, no. Not even when they’ve been old and blind and probably not so great in the bladder control department. I get that this is a puppy but even the youngest of animals kind of innately know not to just go to the toilet somewhere where they would lie down? It’s like the old ‘don’t tit where you eat’. Don’t tit where you sit!
I can count the number of accidents that my pup had on one hand, but he was crate trained and we actually set alarms throughout the night (in winter
) to take him outside when he was very young. The few accidents that he did have were right in front of the door to the garden, and each time was my fault as I'd missed his cues that he needed to go out.
Pissing on the bed isn't Poppy's failure, it's Emma's fault for being such a lazy lump of lard.
Poppy doesn't appear to have any routine or structure whatsoever - she doesn't even have a set sleeping place in the evenings. It must be confusing and scary for a puppy to not have any predictability.
My world revolves around my dog - he brings immeasurable joy to my life and in return I just want to make sure that I give him the best life. Like Poppy, he's not a big dog but he's at his happiest running around a field or on hikes through the woods, so a big part of my day centres around exercising him.
Emma knows that she has more nope days than yay days and that her only form of exercise is walking to the fridge - it was totally irresponsible to get a dog and she absolutely disgusts me.