What the Hell?

Just when I think I've got that bleeping dog trained....

It's 2 o'clock in the morning ok? I am waiting for Chantz to come home from work and decided to got to bed. Rocksy was sleeping on the floor in front of the couch and Bruce was next to her. I picked him up and came downstairs and then started to move Austin who fell asleep in my room. Next thing I know Tessa is downstairs because that stupid dog got up and peed in her room. On the carpet!!!!!!! She gave no indication she had to go, didn't follow me downstairs (the basement has outside access and that is where her chain is!) or anything! I was going to put her in the crate when I got back upstairs. I don't let her out at 2 in the morning ever! She holds it till morning every night! Dogs won't pee where they sleep. Two days ago she came in the house, after spending an hour outside, and pissed on my family room carpet! WTF? Day before that, she peed all over my kitchen floor- not too big a deal, it is tile. She hasn't peed on carpet or around the upstairs of my house ever! I don't count the submissive peeing, C does but he can f off; I'm tired right now. That is different.

Anyway? WTF? She is also been naughtier than usual, too! She will jump her big ass (this is a 7 month German Shepard) onto the top of my dining table! I gate the kitchen to keep her out because she bugs me when I cook or scavenges for people food, which makes her sick, and she will do this with a full bowl of dog food! Now, if I leave it open even for a minute, that B**** will steal the butter (real, not margarine) off my counter!! She was so bad about a month and a half ago that we were going to get rid of her! I didn't want to so I bought the crate and started teaching her. It worked great at first, then bam! I am very busy and couldn't move on with her training, but kept up what I started. It was super cold out last week and she wasn't getting much exercise, but it is nice again and I played retrieve with her and even got her to lay down for a treat. At first I thought it was the weather, but now I don't think so. I think there is something wrong with this dog! This house is a rental. She needs to learn or we get f'd up the a! Oh and this morning her chain was froze to the ground where the snow melted yesterday. It can be reached from inside the house so I don't have to go outside and I told Rocksy to stay while I pried it up (It was about 20F this morning). Do you know what she did? Just mosied her ass out the door and took off around the corner. We live on a busy street and we never just let her go. I called to her in my stern voice and she wouldn't come back. I used my sweet voice and she pounced away like it was a game. I got my boots on, went out in my nightgown and sweats and offered her a treat with my sweet come 'ere voice and she bounded into my open arms. I then took her to the yard by her collar, careful not to let her pull me on the ice and chained her up. She got a treat because it is "positive reinforcement" and is supposed to let her know what I want her to do.

The idea of potty training her again tires me out! She is a "willful" dog and will need to be trained aggressively. I read this in a book. I thought it could be avoided when she turned herself around, but no, just like my kids, she saw me relax and got all disobedient again. Damn. I am just so busy with the kids and the house and errands (not that I can go anywhere, the pick up is broke, too) that I don't have time to read and study how to train her and follow it through constantly. I just can't. That is why Chantz was going to sell her before. I said, no I can do it and it worked and then poof! She got stupid again.

I am just frustrated and am ranting and I do like my puppy, she is just a pain in the ass. I already live with 3 other pain in the asses. Bruce isn't yet, and the only way to avoid it is to "aggressively" train him. And the new baby. I just can't do it all at once.

Tessa's homework and Austin's homeschooling and my free time and cooking and worrying over the bills and making costly errors in the checkbook and having panic attacks and headaches and backaches and forgetting to make doctor appointments and forgetting to get prescriptions for my depression and panic attacks and being snippy and losing my temper and making other appointments I won't get to keep because I have no transportation....

I think Ma's luck finally kicked in. You see it didn't take slowly from me, bit by bit every day. No, it came in like a hail storm or a hurricane and destroyed everything all at once. I just hope she got to use it all month, and not wait for it to decide to transfer to her, unless of course that is how it could have been most beneficial. What I mean to say is that it better have worked, g.d. it!

It is now 2:36 am. I am going to bed.