Yesterday I spent the better part of two hours vacuuming the first floor of my house. After Savannah, there was dog hair everywhere. I dove right back into work and life and decided the dog hair would have to wait for the weekend. This was a bit uncharacteristic of me, given my OCD tendencies, but I decided to try a trick a listener once told me: keep the lights low and you won’t see the hair and dust.
This, it turns out, was quite easy to do. Because in addition to needing new vacuum filters, I also needed to replace about four light bulbs in my kitchen and family room. That listener, she was on to something!
So yesterday was errand day: Home Depot, Wal Mart, dog groomer, etc. And two hours of cleaning up dog hair. I decided I’d had enough of the enormous dog crate in the office/living room/whatever room so I put that away and arranged a series of baby gates (which I realize I borrowed from my neighbor Jen when Casey was a puppy…I wonder if she wants those back?) to keep Casey off the furniture.
Weeks ago I bought her an LL Bean dog bed. Someone told me they last forever and even when they don’t, LL Bean will replace it. Not sure if that replacement line is true, but like the low light strategy, I decided to believe. So sometimes Casey sleeps on the dog bed. And sometimes she prefers the couch. Or my ottoman. Or my overstuffed chair.
I’ll admit, for a long time I threw a sheet on the couch in my office/living room/whatever room and I let her sleep there during the day. At night she was crated. But then I started leaving her out of the crate at night and what she does down here while we all sleep is a mystery. All I know is she no longer barks at 4am. I consider that a win.
But like taking a pacifier away from a baby, taking the couch away from Casey has been difficult. She does not want to give it up. Why should she? Look how comfy she is!
I know it’s my fault (of course) for letting her on the couch to begin with, so it’s my “problem” to solve. People at work say, “you have a dog, the hair just goes along with her! Love the dog, love her shedding.” The breeder says, “couches are for people, not dogs.”
Philosophically, I don’t care that she gets on the furniture. It’s the hair she leaves behind there that I’m tired of cleaning up. So once again I am turning to our listeners to ask: Is there a trick you have used to keep your dog off the couch?