We went to pick up our dogs today. I was kind of dreading it. I will be honest and say they are royal pains in the ... you know. They're barely housebroken, and still have way too many "accidents," they chew everything in sight, they don't walk well on a leash, basically, they are a nightmare. I will be the first to admit it is our fault for not taking the time to train them properly.
So, off we went for the one hour trip to pick up our little loves at the only lady who would take 2 untrained dogs and didn't care about potty accidents (if anyone is ever looking for someone, let me know and I'll give you her info - she's that awesome!). I was prepared for them to take awhile to remember us, but the second we got to the door, they were so excited, they started acting like, well, excited puppies. They ran all over the place, jumped, whimpered, the only thing they didn't do was pee.
We brought them home and started settling in to life with dogs again. I'll tell you, I'm sitting here, on the couch, with Yankee by my side, and Ruby sitting on her pillow, both chewing away on bones, and I am glad to have them back. I'm going to give this whole training thing one more full effort, including paying for classes, before I begin trying to find new homes for them. We all love them dearly, and would hate to see them go.
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