I’m about to sound like an absolutely horrible person. So please, if you cannot be supportive, I don’t want to hear it. I will delete mean/hurtful comments. (I hate starting with this types of caveat, but today I just need to protect myself).
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So, Doodle MPB is now 11.5 weeks old.
I basically hate her. This morning I actually told Mr. MPB that I wish I could return her. Words, I never thought in my life I would even think, let alone utter aloud. Mr. MPB was not very supportive in my moment of weakness, in fact he said something about what am I going to do when either him or Little MPB have a few bad weeks? (Which in my mind implied he thinks I’d get rid of them, which is NEVER an option and not at all the same thing. Quiet frankly I think it was completely inappropriate for him to say that). He blames me for convincing him to get a dog and for picking her. And, he’s right, I spent months and months searching for the right dog for our family, and I picked the breed and I literally picked her from her litter-mates. This is on me, I take responsibility for this. And, while I may wish I could return her, we wont, because that’s just not what you do. But, laying out my most vulnerable feelings and having them thrown back in my face just made me feel even worse about myself.
There have been a lot of tears running down my cheeks this morning. I feel like the worst person alive because, who doesn’t love a puppy?
Honestly, I never in my life thought I could hate a dog, let alone an adorable little puppy. I love all dogs. I mean, I stop in the middle of the street to greet any dog that crosses my path and I just cannot get enough of them.
But, Doodle MPB is not a normal dog, unbeknownst to us. She screams, constantly.
Everyone keeps telling us, give her time, she’ll grow out of the screaming. We were told it’ll just be the first few nights/days. Then people started saying, it’ll just be the first week. We were told use frozen kongs, but Doodle MPB couldn’t care less about them. We try giving her bully sticks, but again, Doodle MPB is only entertained by them for about 2 minutes. We were told to try shaking a plastic container with rocks in it to startle her, and she stops for all of 2 seconds. We’ve tried giving her a stuffed puppy with a heartbeat and heater in it and again, she couldn’t care less. We’ve tried blankets over her crate to keep it dark. We brought in a trainer who told us to ignore her. We ignore her, but at 2 hours of solid crying/screaming/barking, what are we supposed to do? We’ve even googled bark collars but are very aware that they are an absolute last resort and are not to be used on puppies so that’s the only thing we really haven’t tried yet.
And so, here we are nearly a month later and basically she’s a point where she’ll sleep at night without screaming. But during all waking hours she screams. Our house is a miserable place to be and we seem to leave our house more, just to escape her screaming. When I’m at home, I have to hide from her to keep her quiet(er) because if she sees me, she goes crazy. Her crate and x-pen are set up in the kitchen, during the day I literally avoid going to get lunch, a drink or really anything in the kitchen for fear of setting her off again. We cannot take the constant screaming for the next 10+ years, let alone a few more weeks. It’s driving all of us absolutly, completely crazy.
I truly don’t think she’s meant to be crate trained. But I’m also afraid to give a not completely house-trained puppy free reign of our house. Honestly, I think she’s simply desperate to be right next to us. But, that’s never going to happen – it’s not realistic to expect us to keep our dog within 1 foot of us at all times. In fact, it’s basically impossible.
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We have another trainer coming in a few hours. She actually used to take care of our last dog from time to time – she’s lovely but very expensive. We decided to call her because she is the only trainer we can find that offers in her-home boarding training. At this point we think we need more intervention with the barking/screaming. Honestly, we don’t know what else to do. I hate the thought of giving our dog to someone else for a few weeks, but we are simply desperate.
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As much as Easter isn’t my favourite holiday, I managed to pull together an Easter egg hunt for Little MPB.
I ‘hid’ 8 plastic eggs – but let’s be honest, when you hide eggs for a 2 year old, you really just set them out in plain sight. The plastic eggs were filled with either chocolate eggs or stickers. We also gave him a large chocolate fire truck which friends had purchased for him. I put in 2 Hot Wheel cars and 1 small Transformer into a slightly larger golden egg. And lastly I took advice from someone and bought him a plastic bucket for his Easter egg hunt, rather then a cheap Easter specific basket which would probably end up broken and in the trash within the week. (I cannot lie, I was oddly proud of myself for randomly coming across a Paw Patrol themed bucket for $2.00). All in, I spent less then $25.00.
Little MPB had a blast and loved opening each egg to discover something new inside and he still enjoys putting his new bucket on his head and ‘hiding’.
The whole Easter celebration seemed completely reasonable to me.…
Until I looked at Instagram on the weekend, where apparently Easter baskets are filled with toys, books, stuffed bunnies, chocolate bunnies, etc. I was completed WOWED by the amazing baskets I saw. In fact, I was a tad bit disappointed by my Easter effort as it completely paled in comparison. (Absolutely no disrespect to those who did so much better then me – you are awesome).
Of course, Little MPB has no idea. He doesn’t get to look at pictures on Instagram and doesn’t compare gifts with friends yet. Really, at 2 years old, he doesn’t understand that he got shafted by the Easter bunny this year.
But, something tells me, next year I’m going to have to step-up my game because by 3 (or 4 if I’m lucky), he will probably start to compare notes with friends, and he may end up realizing the Easter Bunny didn’t bring him as much.
And yet, honestly, I don’t really want to participate in trying to keep up with Jones’ (as the saying goes). Not just because I personally dislike Easter, but because I don’t think it’s necessary. Honestly, how much chocolate should 1 kid have? And, maybe it’s not a bad thing for my kid to learn that the Easter Bunny (and Santa and all other gift giving people/creatures) don’t treat everyone the same and that we should be thankful for what we do receive and what we have in life.
I dunno…I guess, I have a whole year to decide what age he gets to learn that life lesson. Because whether it’s next year or the year after, I know one day he will learn that life isn’t always fair.
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