Time passed and as she got older, we noticed that she and Freya
seemed to be getting into spats more and more. Other than telling
them to "stop it" we didn't really take any action.
One thing that we started to notice was a problem was that when
Emilie was old enough to take dog training classes, she took Skeeter
back through class with the trainer we had used before so she would
learn dog training. At this class, Skeeter was referred to as "that
cocker" and my daughter as "you, girl with the cocker." This was
endlessly frustrating because there was another girl in the class
who actually had a cocker, so Emilie was constantly confused about
who the instructor was talking about. This issue seemed far more
important to the instructor than the fact that Skeeter had started
lunging and barking at all of the other dogs in the class.
This was okay, though and the first hint that we had that Skeeter might
have an aggression problem was when she tried to bite one of my best
friends when he and his wife were visiting. Hmmm. Maybe something
is wrong here.
But when we really woke up was when Skeeter attacked Freya and tore
her ear up so badly that she had to get stitches. When was that?
Six months after Skeeter went after my friend.
Okay, SO EXACTLY HOW DUMB ARE WE????????? DO WE REALLY DRIVE A TURNIP
TRUCK????? WERE WE BORN LAST NIGHT?????? HAD WE NEVER READ A SINGLE
BOOK ON DOG TRAINING????
The truth is that none of these things is true. Our Dobe is an angel.
I own more dog training books than diet books :-)! My husband and I
both have more than one postgraduate degree and our daughter is in
GATE. Facing this issue took something different than intelligence,
knowledge, or even some experience. Facing this issue involved confronting
the DENIAL. I'd never owned an aggressive dog and I didn't intend
to start now!!!
Excuses, excuses excuses. I had a million of them for her behavior.
Now, I have none. Skeeter is an aggressive dog. Doesn't matter to
me right now what kind (fear aggressive, dominance aggressive, bad
temperament). The bottom line is that Skeeter is an aggressive dog.
She's a lot of other things, too. She's cuddly and snuggly. Kids can
dress her in baby clothes and lay across her. She is a natural tracker
and (when not distracted) an awesome obedience dog. She is very comical
and likes to "talk" about everything. She is a totally velcro
companion. She has an irrepressible joie de vivre.
And so we have chosen (against some advice and in accordance with
other advice) to rehabilitate her. Will we succeed? I don't know.
We hope to, but I also know that the day may come when we have to
put her down. Her story isn't finished yet, only time will tell...