So we got a puppy. A German Shepherd puppy. He's adorable, he's sweet....he's satanic.
He can be so sweet one minute and then turn into a puppy terror the next. I don't like to interact with him...he's not trained and Brandon let's him get away with everything. I'm ALWAYS the "bad guy". I have to be firm when I tell the puppy to not come with me, Brandon laughs and says "he wants to go with you!"
The dog is crapping every where in the house. I told him he needs to take him out every hour or so...guess who isn't. I don't feel like I should be the one to take out the daggum dog every hour.
I know it's not the puppy's fault...just getting really ticked at the WHOLE ordeal. It's turned me off ever getting a puppy again. He thinks the dog is well on his way to being trained because he can already sit, down and stay sometimes. I realize he's smart...but why does he do this stuff? I realize it's not on purpose and he's just not understanding our rules yet.
Again, I realize it's not the puppy's fault...just needing to get this off my chest...
He can be so sweet one minute and then turn into a puppy terror the next. I don't like to interact with him...he's not trained and Brandon let's him get away with everything. I'm ALWAYS the "bad guy". I have to be firm when I tell the puppy to not come with me, Brandon laughs and says "he wants to go with you!"
The dog is crapping every where in the house. I told him he needs to take him out every hour or so...guess who isn't. I don't feel like I should be the one to take out the daggum dog every hour.
I know it's not the puppy's fault...just getting really ticked at the WHOLE ordeal. It's turned me off ever getting a puppy again. He thinks the dog is well on his way to being trained because he can already sit, down and stay sometimes. I realize he's smart...but why does he do this stuff? I realize it's not on purpose and he's just not understanding our rules yet.
Again, I realize it's not the puppy's fault...just needing to get this off my chest...
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