After tucking her back in her bed, I turned out the light and went back to bed. She cried for a little while but soon stopped. All was silent until 6:00 when she had again done a poop.
It's hard to believe something so small can contain so much doggy doo-doo.
Anyway, we've now kind of got the hang of it between us. She will only whine if she needs the toilet and although she does whimper a little after putting her back to bed, she soon quietens down and goes to sleep.
Oh and while I'm on the subject of her crate, I put the proper doggy bed back in there (covered by a blanket to protect against a poop onslaught). She loves the bed and immediately tried it out. Unfortunately she hasn't got the hang of balancing yet so after leaning out of it to have a drink of water, she leaned back to get back in the bed and toppled on to her back. She must have been tired because she just laid there. Well either she was too tired/lazy or she was embarrassed and tried to make it look as though she had done it deliberately.
This is how she ended up...
|cute sleep time|
She had not done much in the way of a poop this morning (Ruby, not Rhianna) so I was waiting with bated breath for a text or call to say the deed was done.
It eventually came around lunch time. Soooo happy. I NEVER thought I would see the day that a message telling me my dog had done a 'number 2' would make my morning.
WHAT HAVE I BECOME?