According to my annoying neighbors, the ones that live in the town home we share a wall with.. the ones where when the husband is gone, she walks around with no pants on and long t-shirt on.. and some other stuff I won’t mention on a public blog.
Those neighbors, who told us when we moved in to not talk to them or expect us together with them because they aren’t social people. (for real, that is what they said).
Those annoying and weird people insinuated that my husband and I are bad dog owners. This is long, bear with me.
You see, Spartacus is an adopted dog. He was surrendered at the Humane Society. He is two years old. He is well-behaved for the most part but he does have some bad habits. One of these habits include peeing on the patio, before that it was peeing in the house. Another is escaping our yard. When only four pounds, it is easy to escape a fenced in yard.
My theory is whoever had him, spoiled him rotten and let him pee anywhere. And I believe they also believe he lived in an apartment or town home without a yard. He refused to do his business in the grass for weeks. We would have to stand there for 20 minutes waiting for him to pee. You put him on the patio and he’ll pee and poop all day.
Which is nasty.
Anyway, sometimes I do not have time to give him all that time to go potty, so we would fence him up in a baby gate like this
We would move it around yard every week. Eventually he learned to jump and climb over it. I should have taken a video, because it was hilarious, but disappointing. He would jump and then pee on the patio or escape and run to the front door.
I would also gate him up at night if Jason was not home because I don’t want to step into piles of pee or poop. The reason why I don’t crate him is because he barks and whine, and his crate is located beneath Charleigh’s room which distracts her from going to sleep. She would beg me to let him out. In addition, I’m not willing to step in dog pee on the carpet.
So we had to come up with a new idea. I decided to buy a stake, buy a 20 foot cable and give him free reign of the yard (but unable to reach the patio). I would hook up the dog 20-30 minutes a time.
The problem is, he barks. The whole time. He has severe separation anxiety. His bark isn’t that loud. It is not one of those high-pitched yippety yappaty small dog barks that annoys the hell out of everyone. It is kind of hoarse sounding, like he has a sore throat.
No one has complained, mainly because if your windows are closed, you can’t hear him. We can’t even hear him when he is in the yard and the sliding glass door is closed.
Enter, our whack-job neighbors.
I get a knock on my door, and to my surprise it is the people who won’t even wave to us when they pull in their driveway.
The husband asks if we could keep our dog from barking. I tell them I’m sorry, I didn’t realize it was bothering them. BUT then, his wife interjects saying that is left alone outside, all the time. We never give him water while he is outside. That I leave him out all night.
Neither are true. If the dog is going to be outside longer than 20-30 minutes (say we run an errand and don’t want to shut him in the laundry room or crate) we put water out there.
He has never been outside all night. Never. Not even close.
Then she tells me he escapes, and I explain that is why we had to buy the stake. Then she tells me that is mean.
Then, she STARTS CRYING. Telling me how bad she feels for my dog. That he is not supposed to be outside, which I replied “He’s a dog, dogs go outside” (maybe not HER dog, but most dogs do) They do not have any children and something tells me that they think dogs are like children. Not in my house. We love our dogs, but they are animals.
Yes, my dog is treated so badly.
He has two dog beds.
He sleeps, plays, and eats all day.
He gets treats every day.
He gets bathed 1-2 times a week, at least.
He has playmates who are willing to play with him whenever I let them. (they sometimes play with him TOO much and he needs a break)
He cuddles with me on the couch every night.
He gets to get on the couch!! (he is non-shedding and that is the only reason why)
Sweet Pea asks to walk him every day.
The kids “accidently” drop their food on the floor, so he gets yummy people food all the time. (unfortunately)
He takes naps with my daughter.
He has it really rough. It really is too bad that we are such bad dog owners. Don’t you feel bad for him?
She calls him “her baby”. She is his mommy, according to Sweet Pea.
The only reason they hear my dog is because they leave their windows open 24/7. If it bothers you, SHUT YOUR WINDOWS. It’s only for 30 minutes, max. I find it annoying and I’m not going to let him bark a lot. I hate hearing dogs who bark constantly, believe me. But I have two children, they take priority over my dog. Their dog might be numbero uno, but not in this family.
Sometimes though, dogs are going to be outside. It is a way of life.
As I am typing this, Spartacus is cuddling with Sweet Pea on the couch. He really has it rough, too bad he has to go outside for 60-90 minutes a day.
For the record, we haven’t been letting him out as long, most of the time. He still gets let out every 2-3 hours, but I try and get him when I know he is done doing his business. A part of me is hoping he’ll learn that we will get him and eventually he will stop barking all the time while outside. I’ve never met a dog who doesn’t like to chill out in the sun every once in a while. Spoiled puppy.