elanya

I am dog sitting for my friend tethys123. This means there are 3 dogs in my house, plus the cat. Although it is really 2 1/2 dogs, because the 7 lb Pomeranian that is half fluff (Samson) doesn't count as a full real dog. The other one is a long haired mutt names Milo, who is super sweet and cuddly and loves people and attention.

My house is a two story condo. Samson can't really go upstairs by himself because he is tiny and has bad knees (because Pomeranian - its a breed thing). So he mostly stays downstairs, and I bring him upstairs with me at night because he likes to sleep under my bed. Milo sleeps in his kennel. Before last night, he'd never been upstairs.

Last night, I forgot that he sleeps in his kennel juuust long enough to coax him to come up stairs. With great trepidation, he crawled up, lured by the promise of pettings. Of course once he was up there, I remembered that no he can;t sleep in my bedroom, he is supposed to be in his kennel. This was probably at about 11:10?

So I had to coax him downstairs. The poor thing was terrified. He would come down to the landing, which is only one step. There is a back deck at his home that has maybe three nice wide stairs out to the lawn. This is a longer staircase, and about as steep as your average interior house stairs. He was sooo scared! I tried to coax him with pettings, and with treats, and he would just run back away as far as he could get and cower. I had to close all the doors upstairs so that he wouldn't try and hide in there. He would get down the first step and then just couldn't figure it out from there. I tried and tried to coax him..

You can imagine, I expect, how this ended - with me carrying a 50-ish lb dog down a flight of carpeted stairs at 11:36 at night.

*Sigh* Dogs.