NYE & Potty Training Secret

Danny and I got stuck in Florida due to a blizzard until New Year’s Eve. We were aching to get back to Charlie and begin training him with all that we learned from our research. Our flight got back in to NYC around 6pm in which we rushed back to our apartment because we were having a party to celebrate the New Year (which was arranged prior to Charlie coming in to our lives). Our good friend offered to pick Charlie up and bring him over. It was so great to see the little guy! He was as cute as ever and strutting his red pajamas. Charlie loved all of the friends that we had over, and they all loved him-except in retrospect, having a New Years Eve party with a puppy who is not yet housebroken is not the best idea. Charlie peed a few times and dropped a poop that smelled like the sewer. Lucky for him he is so cute that people excused this behavior. He was so worn out from all of the attention that he crawled in to his crate (which we call his den) on his own. Potty training really took a turn for the better once we figured out two important factors. First, crate training is a must. He really does love his Den and will never relieve himself inside. This teaches him to hold it which is extremely important. Second, when not in the crate, it is imperative to let him outside as often as possible, which though extremely inconvenient for those of us who live on the 5^th floor of a NYC building, means as much as every hour. The only accidents that Charlie has had in the house since we figured out these two important factors were because we did not take him out as often as we should have.The picture above is of Charlie and his Uncle Nick resting after a fun but exhausting NYE night.

The First 24 Hours

I knew having a puppy would be a tremendous amount of work but I felt I was prepared for what was to come. I had been reading extensively on how to train a puppy for quite some time and was determined to have the “perfect” puppy. Cesar Milan’s book told me it was possible and I believed it.

It is generally a mistake to go against your gut feeling and this was not any different. The pet store had persuaded me in to buying an exercise pen which could turn in to a crate instead of the crate I planned on purchasing. This crate had no top and no bottom. Charlie HATED being in there with a passion and would either scoot it around the apartment or attempt to knock it over. I had no choice but to leave him for a few hours so that I could go to work. I had knots in my stomach the entire time I was away. A puppy cam would have been clutch at that moment! I never could have foreseen what I experienced when I came home. Charlie had pooped (very softly I might add since he was on wet food) and then moved the crate around the kitchen; successfully smearing his poop all over the floor, himself, and the crate. There was no possible way for me to get to him without walking on poop. Of course out of excitement to see me (I am sure it could have been anyone at this point) he jumped up and placed his poop covered paws all over my work dress. I grabbed him and ran him to the bathtub where I spent 30 minutes trying to rid him of poop. Once he was clean I walled off the kitchen as best I could and placed him in the living room so that I could clean the kitchen floors.

In .5 seconds Charlie had successfully managed to tackle the barrier, run through the poop and hump my leg. My breaking point was met at this moment and I broke down in tears. Who was I kidding to think I could handle this? Was everyone right in telling me it would be too much? No, I was not going to let them say, "I told you so" especially not within 24 hours. I regained composure, bathed him once again, cleaned the kitchen floor and ran to Petco in my poop covered dress. I purchased the crate that I should have to begin with along with odor killing spray, chew toys galore, grooming wipes, dog gates and found a little bit of composure along the way.

Getting Charlie in the new crate was extremely difficult at first but I knew that once inside I had to teach him that this was his space and place of comfort. I would put him in at small intervals and not let him out until he stopped whining so as not to enforce the behavior. He successfully slept a solid 4 hours before waking me up.



In the remaining hours before bringing Charlie back to Le Petit (the store we purchased him from) for his Christmas stay he did a complete 180 flip in behavior. Somehow in a matter of 12 hours he had completely stolen my heart. I dropped him off at Le Petit (in his new Pajamas (seen above) which I spent way too much money on but was frantic in an effort to keep him warm) with tears in my eyes. Parting with him was difficult but I also felt fortunate for the time away. I needed the time to regroup and game plan for his return; so I grabbed my Cesar Milan book and headed off to Florida.

Getting Charlie

I have been asking for a puppy my entire life. After countless years of begging, my mom decided to give in about 13 years ago. To make a long story short, my poppy "Stole" her away from us. He grew so attached that one day he decided to keep her. This sounds devastating but really it was for the best. It worked out because I spent a lot of time at his house but it never quite satisfied my need for a dog.

My husband, Danny, and I have been together for 6 and a half years. He can attest to the fact that I have been aching for a puppy our entire relationship. Through many arguments and tears I had finally convinced him that we were ready and he told me that we could start thinking about the right breed for us. I had been researching for years of course and knew what would be best for us already. A few of the requirements were: no shedding, intelligent, under 20 lbs, playful but good for apartment living, and a dog who though small, would like to go for runs in Central Park.

Two days before we were to fly home for Christmas I suggested we go to some pet stores and look at breeds to get an idea of what we like. I have strong feelings against buying a dog from a pet store and knew it would be the best way to go without being tempted to buy. We went in and out of a couple of stores feeling out the breeds. We came across an upscale designer dog store in West Village and decided to wander in. In the back of the store I spotted this lanky, beige colored beauty who seemed absolutely perfect for us. The sales rep told us that he was a pure bred Havanese who was 4 months old, 9 lbs and pretty much full grown. I had done extensive research on this breed and knew it was the ideal breed for us. The only reason I had reserves about the breed was their shorter legs. This dog had the longest legs I had ever seen and looked nothing like a Havanese. I was instantly in love. After spending some time with him Danny convinced me to leave the store. Against all better judgement I pleaded with Danny all day long about getting him. It went against all of my long hard planning of how I would acquire my puppy. After countless arguments with me and negotiating on the phone with the owner of the store, Danny finally gave in at the last hour. The store wanted us to pick him up, keep him for two days, and then bring him back to be boarded while we were away for Christmas. Purchasing him was a whirl wind. They threw dog food at us, leashes, harnesses, toys, water/food bowls, exercise pen, wee wee pads and more! By the time we got in the cab we had no idea what hit us. For fear of the cab driver not letting us take him in the car we stuffed him in Danny's coat and let his head pop out. We were stunned at how calm he was on the ride home. We decided during the drive that the only name that fit him was Charlie. Upon arriving home he sniffed around, proceeded to look incredibly cute, and acted like a perfect angel. I sent Danny to Petco to buy a few things for him. The second Danny left, Charlie peed and pooped on the rug, humped, bit, and chased me. In the 20 minutes Danny was gone this little angel turned in to franken-puppy.

We have had Charlie a little over a month now and love him dearly. I want to catch everyone up on what has passed over the past month in his and our lives as it has been a VERY big month. So please bear with the back tracking of future posts and know that we will be up to speed very soon! Thank you for taking the time to stop by my new blog! The picture above was taken mere minutes after getting Charlie.

Britt