I dunno if Megan will be around to see this, but regadless... I'll call her for advice tomorrow.
Samson is being an utter little shit and refusing to come out from under my couch when it is time to go to his kennel at night (or rather out to pee before going to his kennel at night).
To get him out I have to litterally lift the couch *and* chase him out from underneath it.
This is a pain in the ass not only because it means dog scolding and furniture rearranging late at night, but because only two of three couch legs are actually firmly attached. The fourth leg is in a drawer somewhere since the screw to attach it is missing (possibly lost insode the couch), and that side is propped up by books. The unstable leg supports weight okay when set up properly but will fall off if, say, I have to move the couch EVERY GODDAMNED NIGHT to acces a pissy little puffball with delusions of importance >:| Of course this is the leg in the back corner right against the book case, so that getting to it requires me moving the papasan as well and is still hard to get at >:|
My plan was to just take the other couch legs off and leave it flat on the floor, but this apparently won't work because the screws are more firmly attached to the wood than the feet. Oh also this will leave the couch ridiculously low and my tv tray for my laptop will become unusably high.
So, I'm in a cranky cranky mood, and Samson is, so to speak, in the dog house. Grrr >:| Every other time I've dog sat him he's been an angel, even with Jola here.
Long term solution is tto work on re-training him to come. Apparently he decided not so long ago to stop coming when called. How lovely. I love going to bed pissy! And waking up to a broken couch! Hooray!
Expect rationality in the morning :p
Samson is being an utter little shit and refusing to come out from under my couch when it is time to go to his kennel at night (or rather out to pee before going to his kennel at night).
To get him out I have to litterally lift the couch *and* chase him out from underneath it.
This is a pain in the ass not only because it means dog scolding and furniture rearranging late at night, but because only two of three couch legs are actually firmly attached. The fourth leg is in a drawer somewhere since the screw to attach it is missing (possibly lost insode the couch), and that side is propped up by books. The unstable leg supports weight okay when set up properly but will fall off if, say, I have to move the couch EVERY GODDAMNED NIGHT to acces a pissy little puffball with delusions of importance >:| Of course this is the leg in the back corner right against the book case, so that getting to it requires me moving the papasan as well and is still hard to get at >:|
My plan was to just take the other couch legs off and leave it flat on the floor, but this apparently won't work because the screws are more firmly attached to the wood than the feet. Oh also this will leave the couch ridiculously low and my tv tray for my laptop will become unusably high.
So, I'm in a cranky cranky mood, and Samson is, so to speak, in the dog house. Grrr >:| Every other time I've dog sat him he's been an angel, even with Jola here.
Long term solution is tto work on re-training him to come. Apparently he decided not so long ago to stop coming when called. How lovely. I love going to bed pissy! And waking up to a broken couch! Hooray!
Expect rationality in the morning :p
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