Smart Lucy

I always thought Lucy was stupid. She's 4 pounds of "I'll pee anywhere I want to". Poor little dog was so abused, Mom thought she might have brain damage.

By the way, Lucy is one of our two Chihuahuas.

Anyway, she runs into walls and just does generally dumb things.

I had had it with her inability to consistently pee on the little pee pads in the laundry room. Gnerally she does good, but decides to hold it all day and leave me a present in the bedroom, the living room, the kitchen floor, etc. She might go 2 weeks or 2 days without an accident.

I borrowed mom's rug shampooer and lifted all the pee stains. Exactly 17 hours later, Lucy peed on the carpet.

Sigh.

I shook my finger at her saying, "Bad girl!" I rubbed her nose on the rug speaking very firmly.

You know what she did?

She bent down and stuck her rear in the air and waggled her tail. She wanted to play.

Lucy does this every time I try to punish her.

So I've given up. I figure I can clean the rugs every six months and continue to mop it up in the mean time. If I catch it while it's warm, I can remove all of it after dumping chemicals on top of it. You all know how weird I am about cleanliness. (if not, I'm a freak--like Monica from Friends) Maybe I'll buy one of those new hand cleaners with the spinning brush.



I wondered if Lucy is really smart. If I think she doesn't understand that's she in trouble, she won't be in trouble. Perhaps she's really a diabolical genius of a dog. "What her running into walls?" Shawn asked.

"Well, that's just part of her plan," I said. "It's a long term scheme." So instead of telling everyone I have a dog that is half-retarded, I like to say that my dog is a bonafide genius, the Steven Hawkings of Chihuahuas. Without the wheelchair and the speaking with words. No offense to Steven Hawkings.

My dog may be dumb, but she doesn't get punished for peeing on the rug anymore. Pretty smart, huh?