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Originally Posted by Ladymom  Lori, I am so confused now about your reasons for giving Savannah up after reading your post from July:
Ok well, for all of you that are shaming the woman that started this post with the 'have patience' comments. I have 2 yorkies. My oldest is 14, going on 15 and the youngest is 12. It took me every bit of 2 yrs to house break both of them!!! Even tho they are house-broken, they will still pee and poop in the house if they need to. BOTH have regressed to being unbroken..as tho they aren't trained at all. This is mainly due to the youngest potty habits. I don't want ANYONE to bash me and tell me that it's something that I'M doing wrong because they WERE broken!!! This breed is by far the most stubborn when it comes to housebreaking of any breed I have ever owned. The youngest of the 2 is a complete and utter tyrant that has destroyed every place I have ever lived with her nastiness. I am getting ready to have to move yet again only this time it will be without her. I have come to the conclusion that I will never have anything or be able to live a 'normal' life as long as she is sharing my dwelling. I have had all the patience anyone could possibly have while going thru this. I have trained, re-trained, and re-trained in every method ever written and some I concocted on my own. She WILLLLL lay in it, sleep in it, heck, she even eats her own poop as well as the other dogs poop! It's absolutely the grossest dog I have ever owned. I have put up with this for, as I've said, 12 years for the sake of her. She's at an age where no one will or would take her now. The no kill shelter here wont take her. So I have 1 alternative and that is to have her put to sleep. I am beyond disgusted with being forced to do such a thing when I have fought long and hard to keep her. 12 years!!!!???????? It comes a time when a person has to look at how they have to live for the sake of an animal. One such as what I have. Believe me, I love her as much as I hate her sometimes and I am not the kind of person to do what I have to do. I've cried my eyes out at the thought of this but I really have no choice left. I cannot live this way anymore. My home reeks of urine and it's just not fair! So, to the woman that is having the difficult time.....you have a long road ahead of you and chances are pretty great that potty training will never completely be done! Everyone I know with yorkies complain that they are the HARDEST to break and are rarely fully broken. They're just sneaky enough to hide the evidence well. They are beautiful, sweet companions but the down-sides to them out-weigh the good! |
You have had absolutely nothing positive to say and then you look for more to hit me with. To make things perfectly clear, go back to ALL of my posts before you pass judgement. Perhaps the one dated just this month when I updated everyone on the 'potty training nightmares'. Savannah tho I DO love her, was a tyrant, but she was MY tyrant! All the things about them that you once found to be so annoying you find hard to get past once they aren't there. I don't expect anyone to understand another's frustrations. In July, I was living in squaller because having my babies with me meant more to me than NOT having them. It's also true that potty training them was a complete and utter nightmare! At the time, I was working the worst shift 4:30p-12:30am. It would take me 30 mins to get to work and 30 mins home. Due to having the dogs with me, the only place I could find to live was way in the middle of no where, crossing a toll booth both ways!!! I had to pay twice the amount of rent for the place AND pay toll everyday! By the time I would get home...at 1am, I would walk in the front door to the smell of pee and poop. Open Savannah's crate and find that she had gone all over it and laid in it. Now I had to get all of them outside, come back in give her a bath, put her bedding in the washer and clean the crate. This happened EVERY night. She refused to be penned up all night. She would whine and bark all night long. Having not gone to bed until 2:30-3am I would walk them all once more before going to bed. I'd be back up by 8am-9am and find she had used my living room once more as her potty pad. You have NO IDEA what I have had to go through. I, as I've said, trained and retrained and never had any success with her. I'm sorry if everyone thinks that one night of utter FRUSTRATION constitutes me as some ogre that hates her animals. I've proven that I didn't and don't by the anguish that I've been enduring over separating from her. Did I have her put to sleep or is she in a happy home??????????????? Wow! I'm amazed that you even threw that in my face! After that post and right after that post, I ended up taking her with me to allow her to use my new home as her potty pad and she lived here happily for yet another 5 months! Once my job ended in August I was able to spend more time with her and got her where she needed to be on that. My giving her up had not ONE thing to do with my frustration that night. Does anyone else want to pass judgement now? No one on this forum has EVER been frustrated??