The Pee-Pee Monster

Presley, my three and half year old Shih Tzu, have never really been potty trained. She spent the first few months in a cage in our basement, than our dog GiGi was put down. The thought of having a cute 6 month old puppy in a cage in the basement was too much to bear. Presley was sprung free. Since then she has had some ups and downs in the potty department, mostly resulting in accidents throughout our house, ruining the carpet in most rooms. As cute as she is, she has been known to squat and pee as you are yelling; she just looks at you like you’re the idiot! I’ve tried everything, including diapers and pajamas. Doggy diapers are a product available to the masses, but here’s a tip – baby diapers are MUCH cheaper – but you are responsible for cutting the tail hole. Presley’s run with diapers was long and then WHAM – she stopped peeing in the house! It worked. Of course, it wasn’t 100% fool-proof, she still had some accidents along the way, but the peeing in the house habit was defiantly broken.

Of so I thought.

Presley has been known to pee in the bed – something that my mother didn’t believe she was capable of until she peed in her bed! Take that Grandma. Diapers were never needed at Grandma’s, Presley never has accidents. I should have seen the writing on the wall, with the whole peeing in the bed situation. It was the start of Presley’s full regression into diapers and pajamas!

Every night for the past few nights, Presley has peed in her diaper, spent the night in her cage or both. She’s not getting the message, even with me pulling her arms in all directions to get her pajamas on at night. I feel like I should rent an airplane, you know the ones with those message flags dragging behind, that says PRESLEY – STOP PEEING, then I remember, Presley can’t read and Ellie would just bark at the airplane for hours.

At 28 years old, I always thought I was going to be changing diapers, but I thought it was going to be a baby, not a dog.