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I saw your post about your dog and had to post. We rescued a beagle and he destroyed three crates and ATE through the drywall to escape out of a closed bedroom. Also, tore up carpet to try and get through another bedroom door. Separation anxiety to the max. We read and read and read and this is what worked. When leaving, don’t make a big deal out of it, just leave. We give our dog a kong (rubber thinggy that you fill with peanut butter and/or treats) and simply leave just saying something simple like “take care of the house”. In the beginning I even took my coat, purse, keys out to the garage and came back in a few times before leaving for real as those we all cues to him that I was leaving. Also, when you get back home and he/she is all excited, ignore them. I know, I know, it is hard and it seems brutal but it WORKS! Just act like it is no big deal and then after a few moments you can say hello, pet them, etc. Also, when we began this, we gave our dog the run of the house. Once we didn’t lock him up or try to contain him he has destroyed NOTHING! EVER! It has been 4 mos. Again, I know, I know, it is scary but after little more than a week, we’ve had a perfect dog with no more anxiety! Now he greets us at the door but he doesn’t jump all over us or get excited when we leave. He knows we are coming back and he is content! Good luck!!!!!
Well some of your travails and vicissitudes are exactly why I do not own a dog anymore. Only one cat is good also.
Also sorry to disappoint Rocklobster that we could not break the century mark.
Too much celebration of Palm Sunday and The Masters and the Nevada Bundy Militia victory + the perfect weather.
Thanks so much for taking the time. and everyone else.
I have lots of options here and have not tried them all.
It is separation anxiety. She’s such a great dog but very needy. Luckily, seriously quite luckily, my daughter and family lives across the street and THEY take care of her most of the time. Today was the first time I left her to go to church and right home.
She went a little nuts but it was way less worse than it looked. The venetian blinds....Lord I didn’t even think of them. I have had dogs all my life and cats. I have some experience.
For now I think I am going to forego the crate. This dog is so sensitive that I’d have to do is one time take a sharp tone, at least for the time being....only had her almost 3 weeks now...and she’d be terrified every time I opened the door. Like she is with the porch now as I thought a sharp tone was the solution to get her in....but it wasn’t.
Yet everything about her seems to be that she’ll do fine. I have to learn patience and God evidently thinks I should learn patience. I don’t know this dog’s history but a little. She’s very good on a leash....I don’t think she’s ever had a yard. She does LIKE the yard, of course, but she’s scared of it.
Patience....an angel whispers in my ear to have patience....I had son-in-law put venetian blinds from extra bedroom and beloved husband’s bedroom. I’ll buy those roll things for those windows. Son-in-law also put mirror back on my bedroom door. It was but a couple of screws holding it in.
Jackie just wanted to get out, by door or window....however she could do it.
she did NOT succeed.
Jackie is four years old, not a puppy, and she’s very well-behaved. She just don’t want to be left alone. And another dog is VERY much possible. Still thinking about it but for now will spend time with Jackie that she trust me and decide what to do.
“Patience,” the angel whispers.
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For you or the dog, whichever you prefer.