Little did I know that my God-given good looks and character would be so appealing and entertaining to her and my parent Dad, Roger. hehehehehe they certainly aren't hard to please!!! :-) Anyway, my Mom told me that many Dachshund owners say we are hard to train because of our independent thinking and stubbornness. Every night when I was very young (9-12 weeks old), my Mom use to carry me outside to relieve myself (even if I didn't have to go), every 3-4 hours, and then she would pick me up and carry me back to my warm pillow and blankie that lay between her and my parent Dad, Roger, under the warm blankets. My Mom was determined to prove those Dachshund owners and breeders wrong. As I got older and my legs a little bit longer, I could wiggle out from under the blankets, jump onto the ottoman, and then jump down onto the floor (just a few inches down onto the floor) to go to my wee-wee pads by myself. I couldn't open the door to go outside by myself, but my Mom would make sure there were a few wee-wee pads on the floor for me to use to relieve myself whenever I got the urge.
By morning when my Mom could see I used the wee-wee pads, she would be so happy, jumping for joy, and doing the happy dance. Mom always gave me a treat for being a good girl. My Mom is so proud of me for learning, at such an early age (12 weeks), how to relieve myself on the wee-wee pads, and not where I wanted to go whenever I needed to go.I am 1-year old and still using wee-wee pads because they don't tickle my tummy and
are more private. :-) My Mom doesn't care that I prefer the wee-wee pads over the grass. Don't get me wrong, I use the grass when we're out walking or I am on squirrel duty in my fenced-in backyard, which is everyday, all day! :-) I'm spoiled rotten, but someone has to be! :-)
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