Ok, not really. But those times when Rudy is on a full tear and attacking me relentlessly, I do feel hopeless. It's like what I always picked a rabid dog to be like.
And as cute as he is, when he's got all those teeth out, it is anything but cute. It's scary as fuck.
But, he's my scary as fuck puppy and I love him, so all I can do is figure out what works with him and what doesn't without being abusive and hopefully without using negative reinforcement.
All I know, is that I'm worn out, and so is he. But he ate dinner a while ago, so he will have to go out to go poo poo pee pee soon... so it's just a waiting game now.
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