In these last few days, I seem to be doing nothing but cleaning dog's poo and dog's wee. Snoopy needs to be fed four times a day and once he eats or drinks he needs the toilet which he seems to think it's anywhere on the floor in the house. I have been running backwards and forwards between the house and the garden, trying to introduce him to somewhere he can relieve his pain. Yesterday was the worst, the weather here was so utterly horrible -- it was cold, windy and wet all day and he didn't like to go out on the wet lawn (neither did I) The sound of the falling rain scared him and so we had many accidents in the house. At ten o'clock last night I was still on my hands and knees cleaning the floor and his crate and of course himself as he had done the poop in his crate. I was so depressed I had to call my friend and asked for some consolation and advice which I've found very useful. Today was much better. I guess the weather wasn't so horrible though it wa...
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