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  • abc [he/him, comrade/them]
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    4 years ago

    roommate decided to fucking get a dachshund puppy as her literal first dog (outside of the family dog she grew up having) and it has been stressing me the fuck out watching her "train" this dog for the past two months.

    Like, sure, dachshunds are already fucking a bastard ass breed - don't let that stop you from fulfilling your dreams of getting one despite the numerous animal shelters around us with perfectly fine dogs ranging all ages and breeds looking for a home; but damn, is it too much to ask that you at least put in some serious effort in training it?

    Case in point: It's been drizzling all morning. Dachshunds, since they're a bitch ass breed that's so low to the ground, hate being outside in the rain. She wakes up and goes to take it outside to use the bathroom. Literally two minutes pass and she brings it in because it was staring up at her whining & it has realized that if it does so, she'll give up and go back in. Sure whatever.

    Now, what I would've done - as someone who's parents bred dogs while I was a child and as someone who's grown up living with multiple animals in the house throughout his whole life - is sequester the dog in a fenced-in (like a play-pen) area of my room with a puppy pad and wait for it to start using the bathroom so I could scoop it up & take it back outside.

    What did she do? Literally spread out a puppy pad in an area of her room that he's NEVER shit/pissed in and ignore him while he promptly pisses on the rug in the hallway. AHHHH DAY AFTER DAY OF SHIT LIKE THIS