Hello Folks -
It looks like our luck ran out with Pinot. He was so quiet and calm our first two weeks, but a switch flipped yesterday on my first day out of the house. He was home with my husband and A was at his absolute wit's end when I came home.
Where previously he was content to be in his playpen in the living room while we cooked or worked, yesterday he barked nonstop. All day. A couldn't even prepare dinner or do dishes, even though the kitchen sink is just fifteen feet from the playpen. He didn't shower, he didn't go to the bathroom because every time he walked away, Pinot started yapping and barking.
He gets plenty of play, fetch and tug, both in our apartment and down in the enclosed courtyard. Probably three or four sessions at 10-15 minutes each. A is good at doing training sessions: sit, look at me, leave it, and now: settle and place.
We don't know what to do. Do we let him bark it out? Do we reprimand him? Do we put him in his crate in the bedroom (where he will just bark more?)?
Kikopup says to stop the barking before it stops by treating him randomly when he's settled. But he's SO sensitive. Whenever we stand up or walk or raise our arms, his head shoots up. If we walk over toward him, he's up on his four feet, or standing up on the playpen. There's no way to treat him randomly when he's settled because he won't stay settled at all.
Our apartment is a one bedroom, with a fairly isolated bedroom where he sleeps in a crate at the foot of our bed. The living room and kitchen are all one big room with his playpen in the middle against a wall. A works from home so he needs to learn to be quiet and on his own for an hour or two at a time. Yesterday was Juneteenth but A got absolutely nothing done. He said it was probably the worst day of his life.
He's turning into a monster before our very eyes. I don't know what we've done wrong. How do we stop this constant demand for attention? We can't shower, we can't go to the toilet. We can't cook or eat. Even when we sit at the table eating, just eight feet away, he's crying and barking. Even when he has food to eat. Help!
It looks like our luck ran out with Pinot. He was so quiet and calm our first two weeks, but a switch flipped yesterday on my first day out of the house. He was home with my husband and A was at his absolute wit's end when I came home.
Where previously he was content to be in his playpen in the living room while we cooked or worked, yesterday he barked nonstop. All day. A couldn't even prepare dinner or do dishes, even though the kitchen sink is just fifteen feet from the playpen. He didn't shower, he didn't go to the bathroom because every time he walked away, Pinot started yapping and barking.
He gets plenty of play, fetch and tug, both in our apartment and down in the enclosed courtyard. Probably three or four sessions at 10-15 minutes each. A is good at doing training sessions: sit, look at me, leave it, and now: settle and place.
We don't know what to do. Do we let him bark it out? Do we reprimand him? Do we put him in his crate in the bedroom (where he will just bark more?)?
Kikopup says to stop the barking before it stops by treating him randomly when he's settled. But he's SO sensitive. Whenever we stand up or walk or raise our arms, his head shoots up. If we walk over toward him, he's up on his four feet, or standing up on the playpen. There's no way to treat him randomly when he's settled because he won't stay settled at all.
Our apartment is a one bedroom, with a fairly isolated bedroom where he sleeps in a crate at the foot of our bed. The living room and kitchen are all one big room with his playpen in the middle against a wall. A works from home so he needs to learn to be quiet and on his own for an hour or two at a time. Yesterday was Juneteenth but A got absolutely nothing done. He said it was probably the worst day of his life.
He's turning into a monster before our very eyes. I don't know what we've done wrong. How do we stop this constant demand for attention? We can't shower, we can't go to the toilet. We can't cook or eat. Even when we sit at the table eating, just eight feet away, he's crying and barking. Even when he has food to eat. Help!