Once upon time I had a fantasy. I had this beautiful dream in which a new puppy would be easier to train because Fergus would be a shining example. He would demonstrate, she would follow.
Well, so far it hasn’t quite worked out that way. Fergus loves the sound of the “Good puppy” voice eagerly steps over her and gets in her way when I try to teach her to come. In trying to teach her to climb stairs, Fergus will gladly climb them and lay down between her and I. Potty training? He still remembers “potty” and will either pee inbetween us so I can’t give her a treat or once even peed on her when I say “good potty”. Separating them is problematic because I don’t want him to feel punished or left at. Locking him in a room while I run her outside for a potty break doesn’t feel like the best solution. If I put him outside while we work on building her confidence on the steps he whines and whimpers and his cries upset her. Thank goodness for a niece who will take him for a nice long walk tomorrow so Ebony and I can concentrate on training.
The good news is that really like each other. Ebony is very attached to Fergus and will not whimper at all as long as he is close by. He is very protective of her. In fact, last night it wasn’t Ebony that kept waking me up but it was Fergus. He woke me up everytime he heard her collar and tag clink as she rustled in her sleep in the crate. He would go back and forth between the crate and my bed, nudging me with that cold wet nose, until I would get up and check on her. Sweet, but I will think it is even cuter if we get more sleep tonight!