Libby is currently driving me crazy.
She has discovered my shoes and likes to give them what I will call "love marks." Somehow she thinks it is acceptable to do this RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! Absolutely not.
The other thing she likes to do right in front of me is chew on the underside of Patrick's leather armchair. This is also not OK.
Oh and housebreaking? Yeah I thought we'd made a breakthrough this morning when she sat and whined at the door, but she'd actually just heard the dog from across the hall go out.. so she just wanted to go play. This was not a breakthrough.
And training.. ugh. I feel like my vocabulary has been reduced to, "Sit. Leave it. Off. Let's go. Do your thing." and "Good girl!!!" Some of the training is sticking. She'll sit for food or some attention, but she does NOT want to listen when you tell her she can't be on the bed. It's becoming a pretty bad case of selective listening.
One thing she is pretty good at is being my little alarm clock. Nobody sleeps in past 6:30 on Saturday because Libby starts demanding some lovin'! And if you try to take her out and then put her back in her crate you need to be prepared for about an hour of whining. This is also true when I get up and take her out at 4:30 in the morning on the weekdays. #sotired.
And when I think she's FINALLY being cute and snuggly again, she bites my ears and absolutely attacks my hair. That is not cute OR snuggly.
So my sweet little girl is growing up. I know it'll be awhile before she gets over some of this stuff, and I still have a lot of learning and training to do with her. We'll make it. I just need to keep repeating, "Patience, practice, consistency. Patience, practice, consistency."
