Monday Memories-our little trip down memory lane.
This week I'm going to share some of my experiences about Brut and what is considered his aggression.
Today we are starting at the beginning and what happened from the moment we picked Brut out at 4 weeks old. This is how Brut's life started.
Has anyone seen my mommy?
To understand Brut, you have to go back to the beginning. At four weeks old Brut and his siblings were taken from their mother and brought in to live with aggressive adult dogs in an environment that generate a constant state of survival. This was how he learned his social skills and the discipline that was suppose to taught by his mother as he learned how to be a dog. Instead of playing with his brothers and sisters to learn the ropes of what was acceptable dog behaviors between dogs, Brut was warding them off in protection for his food, toys and life. Instead of a nurturing, loving environment where he was free to express and be properly corrected, Brut lived with the hostile mentality of 'every dog for themselves.' At a time in his life when Brut should have been able to explore in innocence, he lived in the utmost fear and instinctively imitated what he saw from the other dogs in order to get through the day. At an age when he wasn't emotionally, nor mentally ready to cope. All the while dealing with the abandonment from his mother who wasn't there to protect him and he had to learn far too early to do so himself.
Ready to defend!!
When our litter reached that glorious four week old mark, I remembering looking at 10 bundles of innocence, full of trusting dependence on their mother and us and everything just clicked. I finally had a grasp on why Brut was the way he was as all of the pieces of the puzzle came together. His physical size, how young he really was at that time, and his mental and emotional development stunted in fear. That was the age Brut was stripped of everything safe that he knew in his life, including his birth place. And all of that fear was internalized into the external version of aggression. He was taught that every dog is a threat because they wanted to take something from him, hence the fierce possessiveness of a puppy who had to fight for everything he had.
We witnessed first hand the environment that Brut grew up in on more than one occasion. I lived with the damage that was done on such a impressionable mind from the time we brought him home. I saw the vast difference when our ten puppies reached that prime age of four weeks old and I have broke into many tears over that frightened little boy who fended for his life with the only tools he had just to be here.
That boy is one tough cookie!
I finally made it. HOME.*4-12 weeks old in a puppies life are when the crucial bonding and social skills are built. It is when a dog learns how to be dog.*
I hope you will join me for my next post where I will share my personal experience and observations about Brut and what is called his dog aggression.