the first thing I tried was treats. the dog is super duper stubborn. if he doesn't want to be on a leash, he won't do it, no matter how yummy the treat. i've tried peanut butter and treats, which he LOVES, if he's in the mood to even deal with me. when he is, he'll do whatever I want repeatedly and will follow me around for more like he was a little while ago.
The second I don't have treats, he hates me again (which i guess is an improvement from earlier today, when he hated me despite the treats)
he mostly snaps at me when i try to put a leash on him, even when it's clear he wants to go out and follows me around the apartment, and nudges me to go out. it's even more frustrating because they have another dog that is super-cooperative, but when I have the leash on him, I end up taking him out alone, just because I don't want to prep him to go out and then make him stay home, just because his brother is being difficult.
he also snaps at his owner's sister/roomate when she tries to walk him.
The harness is visibly loose. And, the thing is that most dogs really love me. The other one they have certainly does, and just tonight, while we were on a walk, a stranger's dog crawled into my lap, which happens a lot. An old friend of mine used to say that I knew just where to scratch them behind the ears, because her dog wasn't usually like that with other peopl.
i tried squirting water at him once, like some people have suggested on the forum, when he snaps at me, but that just makes him weird and sad.
and I JUST took him out for a 45 minute walk, to the point where he was visibly tired, fed him lots of treats, and he's STILL trying to pee in the kitchen. The only reason he hasn't is because I'm sitting right in front of it.
His owner says they never pee in the house, and I'm trying to figure out if she's just saying it, so I'm not pissed at her for not warning me, or he truly hates that I'm here that much. he totally peed on the bed i'm sleeping in, and pees in the house 3 times a day, even though I'm walking him twice a day.
At wits end. |