You'd never know it from this photo, but this dog is on my very last nerve. First of all, you all know she shits in the kitchen. I've mentioned that several times. Well, last night after Livvie went to bed Rich and I went out to smoke. I had left the baby gate open and for some reason I looked through the kitchen window. Just in time to see Emma hustling through the house into the hallway. I shoved my cigarette at Rich and ran into the house after her, where I picked her up and carried her back into the kitchen. Thank goodness she only weighs 37 pounds. Anyway, I locked her in the kitchen, went to finish my cigarette, and then put a leash on her and took her outside where, you guessed it, she shit. Awesome.
So Rich and I just went out for a cigarette and I forgot to close the baby gate again. I opened the door to go close it and saw Emma running out of the living room into the kitchen. I ran in and closed the gate and went out to finish smoking. Went back inside and looked in the living room and found a stain on the carpet. I can't tell whether or not it's new or old. I used Spot Shot on it and while I was cleaning it up Emma was slinking around under the kitchen table, so she's feeling bad about something.
She's a sneak, plain and simple. I found her dumped on the side of the road 5 years ago and now I'm pretty sure that she was dumped for house soiling. She's pretty old too, so I wonder how many households she went through before I found her. None of this matters to me though, because overnight she's perfectly capable of going 12 hours without peeing in the kitchen. There's absolutely NO reason for her to pee in the house after only 4 hours, and it pisses me off that she will.
So yeah, I love animals. I even love Emma. But right now she's on my shit list and she's not getting off of it anytime soon.