Chloe

Today, Jason and I are giving Chloe to the local humane society to be adopted. I’ve been praying about this since we moved to PA. I don’t want to give up my little girl, but I feel that I don’t have a choice. I’ve been working with her for 5 months, walking her twice a day, praising her with treats, giving her commands, but she is still going potty in our house. I feel like I’m living in “Chloe’s House of Poo”. I could understand if it were an accident, but it’s not. She’s doing it on purpose. I take her outside, sometimes we walk for miles, then I bring her in the house and she hides behind the couch or in another room.
The final straw came the other night when I brought her inside and she snuck away to poop, then I put her in her crate for the night, and I was woken up at 3:00am to find our couch had been torn up, and she pooped again in the dining room. Somehow she had escaped and decided to leave a path of destruction through the house.
Moving to PA was supposed to be a fresh start for us. Nice new house, new carpet, new furniture (hand me down from his parents, but very new and nice to us.) and in 5 short months, Chloe has defintely left her “mark” on things. Jason and I want to have children in the very near future and I had to ask myself, “Do I want a baby crawling around on a poop floor?” No!
So today, we are taking her to the humane society. I hope that she will be adopted to another family, maybe they will have a back yard where she can run and play, maybe they will have the patience to work through her behavioral issues. That’s my prayer. I love her so much, this was not an easy decision.