So if you've been following for the last couple of days (first post and second post, thank you, and hold on because I'm not just taking a trip down memory lane regarding Brut and our behaviorist experience. I am trying to sort myself out and back up and regroup to try and deal with a current dilemma I am in. Which I will share tomorrow. Thank you so much for everyone's comments and support. It makes a difference.
4 months after seeing behaviorist:
The scene: We only have the Back Dogs at this time, Brut, Silver, Zappa and Fiona.
We tried a few different times to introduce the Back Dogs with Blaze. They would not accept her.
I looked for anything online to help with intro. Nothing seemed to work. I finally broke down and called a trainer for any suggestions, advice, techniques, methods, anything that might help.
I explained the situation. Four dogs, A mother (Silver), father (Brut), and two of their pups (Zappa and Fiona), trying to introduce another pup (Blaze) from same litter. Father has dog aggression issues and tension between him and his son was increasing.
When he told me I would have to bring all the dogs in for an evaluation, I half gasped and chuckled, while telling him I've never had all the dogs in the same car. You could hear him shake his head as he said, I know. He had heard this story way too many times.
The weariness of this trainer said he'd been through the ringer of dog owners like me in desperate situations they had created due to lack of education. I was only one of many he had encounter and his hopelessness of the situation was ladled through his every word. The guy sounded exasperated and worn as he went on to explain that when aggressive dogs reach the age of 2-3 years, there is a physiological change. Meaning the aggression wasn't going to stop.
He saw no way out of the inevitable. The dogs were going to fight. He told me I didn't know what I was getting into. His exact words. And his best solution was to get rid of the puppies and just keep the father and mother. That was how our conversation ended.
I still draw strength from my talk with that trainer. I don't know how another person might have taken it if he told them there was no hope except to get rid of a dog or two, but I couldn't have disagreed more. He was an excellent gauge into where my belief, hope and strength were. My husband and I had been running this show on my own this long and had yet to give up and somehow he gave us even more reason to believe that we were doing the right thing with our dogs and that we would find a way to make it work. Whatever that took. And with that knowledge that is just what we have done.
Needless to say, my husband and I have fumbled with all kinds of brainstorming and ideas. Like a couple of kids running away from home and trying to make it on their own. Yeah, we don't follow too many of the normal rules, have our own way of doing things, but somehow, someway we found a way to make it all work. Do the Brut and Zappa still fight? Yes, they have their moments and confrontations, but they are no where near what they used to be. Is it tough? Yes, it is the toughest, tiring job I've ever had. Are their any rewards? Millions. We have the 24 Paws of Love made up of the awesome Back Dogs and Front Dogs. Would you do it all over again? Absolutely.
Tomorrow, I'll share my dilemma that lead up to this purge. This is our first time in our dog owning life that we feel like we have people who care and support us, so we would like to extent our trust to you for your suggestions and ideas. Brainstorm with us. We are looking forward to hearing your thoughts. See you then!
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Current blog look inspired and dedicated to Silver. The late Momma Dog of the 24 Paws of Love.