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That is a good idea IggyLover! She never fusses when its dry but maybe this will help when its wet? Worth a shot! She sometimes goes when i take her out, sometimes not. Depends if its just after a meal/nap or whether im randomly taking her out (less chance them but sometimes happens). I will keep on top of this, and treat her lots when its wet and she goes to the toilet outside. Im hoping that she will grow out of this phase. She is quite naughty at the moment and tests us a lot (mouthing us, barking etc) but we keep the training up to her and don't let her get away with nonsense. She will hopefully pull through ok lol.

Hi all! I have a 5 month old Deerhound bitch 'Winter' who has been fully toilet trained since around 3mths. However, the past week and a bit, it has been raining a LOT!!!! and she has decided she wont go outside in the courtyard to toilet. The courtyard is covered, but the water from the yard and neighbours etc drains into it so the concrete still ends up wet. not all of it, but a lot of it and especially where she exits the laundry to enter the courtyard. No rain/water from above though. She has peed and pooed about 4 or 5 times inside so far and its driving us bonkers. We haven't caught her yet so cannot chastise and bolt her out. She has done it when we are not at home, as well as when we are at home but in another room. I have been using the toilet spray on the wet/poo patches to discourage her to go back (worked when toilet training her as a youngster) but she just chooses another spot) I have also tried taking her out regularly and after naps/meals etc like she was just learning. Nothing is working. Winter and her big brother Jack are used to toileting in the courtyard. there have been no problems regarding this. The laundry door is kept open for them to go out whenever they want and there are beds and a big water bowl out there. My OH is getting shitty about it and I'm getting frustrated. Any tips or ideas???

My deepest sympathy to you and your family *huge hugs* I know how you feel.

Molly is coming home to rest tomorrow. 7.30pm the cremation ppl are dropping her off to my house. In her little box with the "Molly" plaque on it.

i miss her so much. I guess it will take a while to stop stressing about her absence. It feels so wrong not having her here. Empty. :cool:

Pets in Heaven were so nice. Ian chatted about Molly like he cared. Unfotunately he was busy on Monday when she asked to go. So Molly had to go to the vets afterward, and PiH picked her up the next morning. Even though i didnt see her go in it, i know she had the upmost dignity of having a doggy hearse lol Love to all, Nina and Mol

Here is the gorgeous ring i got in her memory I cant talk atm, sick and run down from the ordeal. but i want to say thankyou to everyone who has read this, regardless of whether you replied or not. Its the reading and thinking and caring that are so much appreciated in this time of need. You all got me thru this. Thankyou *huge hugs*

Thankyou. thankyou everyone. Here is a photo of the ring i bought in memory. God i miss her, but i keep looking at this and remembering her. The good times, the sweetness of her, not the end. Its 9k gold. Real amethyst oval with two small diamonds either side. Money wasnt a worry, i needed something. Soon as i saw it, ihad to have it. Engraved "molly" in cursive writing inside.

(last car ride, she really enjoyed sticking her head out still) (The garden where she lay to rest, there is a pond in the white rock garden. Japanese maple. Sunny for about 1/2hr either side of her passing. Perfect timing. Perfect location. Perfect dog)

Molly, Thankyou. Thankyou for being there for me, no matter what. Thankyou for being my best friend, my confidante, my everything. I was looking for a golden cocker spaniel puppy when i saw you in the shelter pen. The second we made eye contact i KNEW you were mine. We were best mates. We practiced and practiced obedience and won two 3rds in competition. I would take you down to the paddock and you would lie next to me when Red would eat the grass next to us. You loved eating his hoof trimmings, yuck! LOL. You used to snuggle under the blankets in winter to keep warm, im glad mum never told us off for having so much black hair thru the sheets LOL. Mol, you were just perfect. I miss your greying face. Your fat lumps appearing everywhere. Your funny bark that started as one noise and ended with a moving mouth with nothing coming out. I even miss your farts. God, i never thought i would! I am glad you told me it was time. I hoped i would know. I would have done anything for more time. Just one more day. But you were tired. And it wasnt fair. I hope you liked the pats i gave you. Wasnt John the Vet good? He loved you too you know? He was sad, i could tell. He carried you so nicely to the car. But i know you were gone, you were already up in heaven, i know that. Guess what? I bought a gorgeous ring for you! Its an oval amethyst, with two little diamonds either side. A small amount of filligree, 9k gold. You would have liked it. Not too flashy but not too basic. Just right. Like you. And i even got them to engrave "Molly" inside. I am wearing it now. Its perfect. I plan to wear it always. Thankyou Molly. I love you. * excerpt from AAPS shelter stories (emailed in by me Jan09) "On the 25th of January, 1995 a new addition arrived in the family. Boisterous and hairy, Miss Molly fits right in. She was an intelligent and hungry 9mth old Labrador cross Kelpie who was to be my best friend. Molly lay by me when I did homework, allowed me to cry tears on her through my teenage years, and eagerly pinched treats from under the dining room table. More than fourteen years have passed and nothing is different. She is still my best friend. Still sneaks up to me when I cry. Still demands to be fed at five pm on the dot. I hope to have many years ahead with her. She is my everything. Thankyou aaps. Nina"

Molly left this world at around 11.45am Monday. John, her long-time vet, sat next to her, whilst i stroked her side. I kept talking and stroking, and John was an angel, he hid the needle in his lap and just did it without a word. I went to mums place, a happy peaceful beautiful house and garden, on saturday night. Left the other two at boarding kennels where i work. We ate icecream, i cried, i hardly slept, we watched telly, just hung out. It was a crappy rainy windy morning on Monday. Molly walked up to me, sat right in front of me and looked deeply into my eyes. Ppl say you will know. I never fully believed them, until then. So i bawled, rang the vet and he would be there in an hour. I turned the radio on, "What am i gunna do, when the best part of me was always you, what am i s'posed to say when im all torn up and your ok. Im falling to pieces". No joke, that was playing. So i listened to it, dancing around clapping whilst molly looked at me with her "oh mum, what ARE you doing???!!!" look on her face. She was always such a serious girl lol. I turned the radio off after that one song. Lay down with her stroking her. Took some photos. Found a lavender scented candle and lit it in front of a photo of her on her 15th bday (16/5/09). Then the vet's car pulled up. The sun had come out about 10min prior to this, and there was a PERFECT spot, in front of the pond with the rock garden and japanese maple tree just so peacefully beckoning us. That was my ideal place for her to go, i was so lucky the rain and wind had stopped for us. Molly went perfectly. No twitching, toileting etc. She just lay there resting, breathing so gently whilst i talked to her. Reminded her of all the times we had. When we met. When we got third place, twice, at obedience competitions. How she was there for me thru high school studies, my first boyfriend breakup. I just talked and talked. And he lent over and checked her heart and she was no longer. Molly is being cremated and brought back to me in about 2wks. In a plain, dark wood box. With a metal engravement "Miss Molly" on the top. Nothing fancy. Just that. I went to the big shopping centre nearby today to TRY to distract myself. Daydreamed about buying this, having that. Went into a jewelry store, the perfect ring shone out at me. It was a 9k gold ring, fits on my right 'ring?' finger. Amethyst oval in the middle, two tiny diamonds either side. A small amount of filligree but not much. I got it, and had Molly engraved inside. It is perfect. I will put it up here soon. I am now home with Jack and Kirra. They have missed me, and so have i them. They have jumped around and cheered me up. I tried explaining that molly wont be here anymore, but it just doesnt work. Huey the duck and Gypsy the chook will miss her too. Huey was only a wk old when molly became his mum. Poor boy. Thankyou everyone, i appreciated your support IMMENSELY through this time. It got me thru. Somehow. Molly is now at the rainbow bridge. I am sure of it. She is young again. No breathing problems, no coughing. No cancer or fat lumps or anythin. Just a happy young spirit, not waiting for me per say, just playing there and when i arrive she will be happy.

Molly threw up last night, the little that she ate in the evening. She has also been drinking more than usual. She has piddled a big one this morning on her bed. And is drooling. i am stressed. To the max. I think its time, but the ONE and ONLY vet i want her to go to sleep with is closed sun. And im trying to work out if its cruel to keep her going until the morning. She wags her tail when i jump around like an idiot. But her eyes are saying she is tired. I am a mess. I want her to go in mums yard with HER vet. I dont want her going in a normal vet room. Its not right for her. BTW, if anyone knows ANY way of getting a private phone number of a vet (i know i shouldnt, but i promise you he'd understand and do it happily if he knew what was happening) then PLEASE pm me. His name is John the Vet, bentleigh vic. I have googled and cant even find his bloody surname to white pages (though im sure he has a private number, most vets/drs etc would) God, i just dont know. This sux.

I dont know if its technically 'choking', but i feed chicken carcasses/frames. My rotti has had the foulest burps and breathe a few times now, and i swear its the fatty parts stuck somewhere. Once she seemed to be choking/coughing/chucking up (not one, sort of a mixture of all three) and a big chunk of fat came out. Sort of like the dog on Bondi Vet that time, when they had to pull the pieces out from its throat. Not fun. I now buy frames from another chicken place which has little fat chunks on it. Since then, she hasnt had that foul breathe and burps. Fingers crossed! lol

I feel terrible leaving her sleeping on the couch whilst i write here. But in a way, i need these lovely words to keep strong for her. I really do feel a LITTLE better now. Im sorry i am making ppl cry. I honestly dont mean to. But it is so sweet that ppl care. And i hope that i can help you all out one day, with any problems or support. *hugs* btw, i took lots of photos on my digital camera today at the park. Some next to an old tree on some tanbark. others in the green grass. I will work out how to connect the new camera onto the computer and upload them sometime.

Thankyou. I know, i cry when i read about other ppl's dogs (and other pets) too, regardless of whether i know the person or not. I believe i have chosen the ppl to cremate molly (when the sad time comes). It is the ppl who arent available sun/mon this wk, BUT, when i looked at their photos i found that i was in one! From the Frankston Pets Day Out, when i chatted to them a few years ago. I had my pet ferret in my arms so i guess they liked the idea of that photo. If that isnt a sign, i dont know what is. Now, i need to work out what happens if i lose her sun/mon I dont want to keep her at the vets in their chest freezer. It just feels so wrong. I would really like her to be picked up from my house, or mums where i will have her pts if she needs it, in their satin lined pet hearse. Yes, its probably too fancy for molly, but i dont care. They seem to give a damn, and i wont let the past 15yrs be degraded by someone 'throwing' her around!!!!!!