I have written in the past about my rescue cocker spaniel, ZeeZee. I love him. I saved him from prison. Literally.
Zee had “failed” in three homes and was scheduled to go to prison to be a therapy dog. Now, why did ZeeZee fail in his adoption homes? Because he bit people. Children, mostly. He was fearful and often felt threatened by new or fast moving people. The rescue group’s idea of sending him to prison to rehabilitate unpredictable, unknown inmates didn’t sound like a solid plan to me.
This was six years years ago, July 2, 2006. I adopted ZeeZee and he appeared to be an absolute sweetheart. Perfectly behaved at home. He loved my other dog, Wally, and the cats. He seemed to be housebroken. In two days, after he was behaving perfectly, I took him to a huge Fourth of July picnic with lots of my friends and their kids — where he promptly bit three children.
Luckily, none of the parents chose to sue me. They weren’t very bad bites. Just embarrassing.
ZeeZee is named after Zinedine Zidane, a soccer player in the World Cup that summer who was given a red card for head-butting other players. Obviously, ZeeZee deserved to be thrown out of the game that summer too. I couldn’t have a dog who bites, period. My dogs are often out and about on the property at the hospital, and I couldn’t chance a client or a client’s child being bitten by the zany ZeeZee. So he went into intense training. And so did I.
A couple of months of clickers, treats, love and affection, and supervised visits with children rehabilitated Zee, and there hasn’t been a bite since. That doesn’t mean Zee has been a simple dog to own. He came with a lot of baggage and troubles.
Zee was picked up as a stray. He had been microchipped as a pet store puppy from a puppy mill. The rescue group was therefore able to locate his first owner, a man with five children. When the original owner got the call that his 8-month-old pup had been found, his response was certainly honest: “That little dog is a pain in the ass. Why do you think I dropped him out of my truck five towns away?”
And so, some light was shed on little ZeeZee, a complicated dog who just wanted to be loved.
Urine Marking in an Older (Neutered) Dog
That’s a long introduction to Zee’s newest problem: urine marking.
He has peed in my house seven times this week, once a day, not missing a morning. Last night, on his last little trip outside, he was skunked. So now he’s a leg lifting, STINKING little dog.
Since Zee became part of the family, there has been an occasional puddle in the kitchen attributed to ZeeZee. It was so rare, I excused it. I chalked it up to his difficult beginnings in life. ZeeZee had finally found an understanding home, perhaps, but still had fears and insecurities. Even though he had been neutered by the time he was 8 months old, I imagined his housetraining may not have been done with love and grace due to his dirtbag owner. So I let an occasional urine marking episode slide. But what was going on this week? It wasn’t difficult to figure out part of the reason for Zee’s regression.
We had a large party last week for 50 people. Zee was extremely well behaved at the party. My husband and I have been a little lazy post-party. An extra table brought up from the basement has remained in the kitchen for the week, along with lots of strange dishes and party paraphernalia. We moved the kitchen cart to a completely different spot, and old chairs were brought inside from the shed.
Each morning, after going outside immediately upon waking up, Zee has come back into the kitchen, waited until my back was turned, and silently christened the party furniture. He is telling me that I have ruined his feng shui.
Finally catching on, I moved the furniture back where ZeeZee said it belonged. Thinking the problem was solved, wasn’t I surprised when my bare foot stepped into a warm pool of liquid surrounding a dining room chair leg this morning.
So what the heck, ZeeZee? I saved you from those puppy-hating kids. I saved you from their rotten father. I even busted you out of prison, and this is the thanks I get, you biting, pissing, skunk-chasing son of a mutt!
Tied to the Hip — Literally?
Today, after bathing the darn dog in some Dawn and hydrogen peroxide (nothing really works on a direct skunk hit), I decided to do a little brushing up on urine marking behavior in the older, neutered male dog.
My findings are not surprising: Zee just needs a little continuing education. For a period of time, it seems as if we’re going to be tied at the hip.
Here’s what I intend to do to get ZeeZee out of the dog house:
- I have to keep Zee away from the area that is tormenting him. Move the furniture back to where it was. Keep him out of the kitchen and dining room unless he is with me.
- Zee and I are currently BFFs. If he goes outside, I go outside. If he’s in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen. We even go to the little boy’s and girl’s room together. You get the idea. Until he finishes his refresher course in housetraining, I don’t want him to make a mistake. Many behavior experts actually recommend that you literally tie the dog to your waist when going through intense housetraining. This ensures that the dog cannot lift his leg in secret.
- In very difficult cases, use a belly band. Dog’s don’t like to pee in a diaper! I don’t think I’m going to have to go to this extreme with ZeeZee, but some owners who are at their wit’s end with a leg lifter use a doggy diaper to prevent the dog from urinating in the house.
Because of the party I hosted, ZeeZee had his comfortable home turned upside down, at least in his eyes. Fifty people he didn’t know treading on his sacred ground, sitting on his furniture, leaving their scent. Tables and chairs suddenly appear, harboring all the scents of the basement and the shed. Zee’s kitchen was probably full of the smell of cats and raccoons. He had to urinate on them! Cover the smell! Make it his again! Take back his space!
Think of It as an Addiction. A Pissaholic!
For many of you, trying to understand why your dog runs into another room and lifts his leg may be impossible. It’s usually never as easy as removing the party furniture. (We’ll see how successful I am.)
If your dog feels threatened every time a new person enters the house, you’d have to live like a hermit crab in order to solve the problem. That’s not realistic.
What if the simple trigger of a new shopping bag on the floor is enough to cause a leg lift?
Think of these dogs as suffering from an addiction. Do you understand shopaholics? Foodaholics? Alcoholics? These poor dogs are pissaholics! They cannot help themselves from inappropriate urination. They need your help.
The few steps I outlined above are not easy. Think about keeping your dog away from all tempting areas in your home. If the problem is long-term, every room in your home may be a trigger (try not to let it get that out of hand). Keeping yourself tied to your dog at the hip at all times when he’s not crated or sleeping is very taxing! I had ZeeZee in a small bathroom with me this morning. And he smelled like skunk. I was having a hard time feeling the puppy love.
If anyone has had great success curing a chronic leg lifter, I’d love to hear how you did it. I honestly believe a heavy dose of dog psychology is essential in solving most of these cases.
At the end of this day, Zee has been a very good boy. We did lots of things together. He has been kept away from the areas of addiction. And now he’s sleeping peacefully… next to a scented candle to cover the skunk aroma.