I feel like the worst dog owner ever!
At my old house, I managed to get Konan housetrained after much frustration and trickery.
Once we moved into the new house, however, she seemed to forget that outside is the place to go.
Three months later… no progress.
I leave the back door open all day so that the girls can go outside and do their business whenever they want while Jorge and I are gone. Konan still thinks the living room is the best place to go. (Luckily we have no living room furniture and the floor is all tile.)
We’ve tried many methods, and I’d been avoiding using this one for months.
Still, after everyone seemed to recommend it and ensure us it’s not torture… today we began crate training.
The online experts think it’s good for Konan, so… we’ll see.
I still feel awful.