We Are Not on Speaking Terms Well, we're over it, actually. But yesterday, Demi was HORRIBLE. All day.
I was going to drive about 45 minutes to pick up something I'd bought. I decided to take Demi. She hasn't been in the car much this summer, and for a few months she had no car seat. I'd recently replaced the car seat so I wanted her to get used to using it again.
Of course, Demi is telepathic. As soon as I decided to take her along, she started acting up. I was still sitting on the couch wondering what to wear when the drama began. First -- the Pooh of Rage. Then -- the rarely seen Puddle of Hysteria. Then -- the really annoying leaping up and snapping at my pants seat. Yes, she does that. But she only does it when she's coming with me -- she knows that if I have my schoolbag or my dressy purse that she's not coming with me, and then she just watches me quietly from the couch.
She is a good dog except for travel -- which is terrible, because I specifically got a Yorkie so I could take her with me traveling!
She started the whining about 3 minutes into the drive. The whining progressed into ear-splitting, nerve-shattering, make-you-crazy yelping and screaming. SCREAMING.
She used to get hysterical like this when I stopped the car, but yesterday it was the entire ride. Let me tell you, it is really embarrassing to pull up someplace and have this screeching monster throwing a fit that can be heard a mile away. People must think I'm beating her to death.
I thought I would lose my mind yesterday. She hits a note with her yelps that cuts right through me. I'm not a yeller, and I don't believe that yelling at a dog is useful in any way, but as the minutes ticked by and the ear-splitting shrieking went on, I heard myself screaming, "SHUT UP!" It was like a scene from The Exorcist.
I have tried shaking the seat when she starts yelling. I've tried bribing her with treats. I've tried petting her continually to keep her calm in the car. Nothing works. She's a smart dog and I've taught her a ton of tricks and commands, but I can't get her to behave in the car. And she's gotten much worse, apparently.
Anyway, on the ride home I was so upset with her. I told her, "You are never coming in the car with me again!" She turned her back to me and laid down. I swear, she is the smartest dog. The sulking didn't last, though. More yelping.
At home, she continued to be a huge PITA. She kept whining and being irritating. I refused to interact with her -- I've never been mad at her before! -- so she sat on the arm of the sofa and stared at me imploringly until I petted her. My dog trainer says that after you correct your dog, he will avoid you for a bit, but then he will come to you at some point and you should pet him -- not enough to reward him, just enough to let him know the drama is over.
Well, today I'm sure Demi's forgotten all about it, but I'm still upset. |