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Ha…no way we have 4 cats because of this kind of thing. We literally have no capacity to be good dog owners.
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So I did my dad a solid and took his dog to the vet to be put to sleep.
He once said he never understood how people get so attached to dogs but now he gets it. He had her since 2007, but she was prob already a year old according to the vet he took her to way back when
I wasn’t super attached to her because she was my dads shop dog but I couldn’t help but cry when she passed, I told her I was so sorry.
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He once said he never understood how people get so attached to dogs but now he gets it. He had her since 2007, but she was prob already a year old according to the vet he took her to way back when
I wasn’t super attached to her because she was my dads shop dog but I couldn’t help but cry when she passed, I told her I was so sorry.
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Think I need some help with my dog. Kinda outta my element here.
For reference, I've had dogs my literal entire life. There are pictures of me with a dog we owned that I do not remember. So, I know how to handle them, I'm super comfortable with pretty much all dogs. I had a Rottweiler snuggle up to me on the subway in Germany. I'm as much of a dog guy as could possibly be. And Zelda was an outstanding dog who I could literally command with looks. I get everything...body language, tone of voice, I understand the difference between aggression and insecurity, and....I don't know what to do with this fucking dog.
So, I'm sure she's a Malinois now. She was listed by the Humane society as a Shepherd mix, she definitely ain't. Hasn't grown any, doesn't have the coat - she's more standoffish, less friendly. When I found her in the shelter and my daughter and I came up to her, she was friendly as shit, excited, cuddly, engaging. Great, cool dog, lets take her home. Training goes fine-ish, she's not super intelligent, or at least not super experienced. I dunno what her story is - could have been a stray could have been an abandon, no one knows. She's not chipped, she's pretty small, devours a lot of sticks. It's entirely possible she was a stray and is just small because of poor nutrition.
But, 6 months into having her - I don't know what her deal is. She's absolutely terrified of everyone. Friends come over, and she literally pisses herself if they so much as look at her. Takes her HOURS to warm up to someone. Zelda? She was super protective, but as soon as she determined you were cool, she wanted you to rub her belly. This one? Don't fucking talk to her, don't look at her, don't come in her house. She's not protective, not aggressive, just insecure. Runs away from everyone and everything. My oldest daughter lives downstairs, and much like a typical 22 year old, doesn't come out very often. Dog barks at her every single time. She's lived here for 6 months, has no fucking clue who she is.
Then, there's the real problem. Thursday, my fiance goes to work, leaves her out of the crate because we can trust her not to destroy things for a few hours now. I wake up, come out of the bedroom, and in the super happy greeting voice "good morning Willow, how are you?" and she comes up to me, cowers, and pisses on the floor. I respond with "Come on, lets go outside and go potty," she goes down off the deck, pees where she's supposed to, I respond with "good girl, potty outside!' and she comes up to me, cowers, and pisses on the deck. I do not fucking understand it. It's literally every time one of us comes home, or comes out of another room. It's like she's ashamed of something and thinks we're gonna beat her or something, but exactly zero of that has happened. I do not understand how this dog was friendly, outgoing, loveable and cuddly at the shelter, and is literally terrified of everyone and everything in my house. It makes zero fucking sense, and we're making zero progress with her. I mean, I hate to be harsh, but I put down my other dog because she couldn't control her bladder, and i liked that dog WAY more than I like this one. I'm slowly losing faith this dog can ever even be a family dog, let alone anything more than that.
I've always had puppies. Always. Every dog I've ever owned has been 3-5 months old when I got them, they trained up great, they had great personalities, and they were all confident dogs in adulthood. I know it's not me causing it, and I can't fathom what the fuck flipped in her in the last 6 months to make her such a complete chickenshit. Outside of all of that - she's totally fine. Once she gets over that initial pissing herself thing, she's great - she listens, she takes commands, she learns new stuff, she's easy to work with (little lower working drive than I'd like, because she loses focus a lot quicker than Zel did), but holy shit. Literally every time we leave her alone, she just pisses herself when we come back, and it's not out of excitement, it's out of fear. This will definitely be the last adoption I ever make, because this is not what dog ownership has been like for me. One of my buddies who she's absolutely terrified of said he'd take her, but shit, she actually likes me and isn't doing well, I dunno what the fuck she'd do with him.
I think I gotta actually get one of those dog whisperer type fuckers involved, because I am simply at a loss here, and I wasn't expecting a perfect dog in 6 months, but I know goddamned well I can do better than this.
For reference, I've had dogs my literal entire life. There are pictures of me with a dog we owned that I do not remember. So, I know how to handle them, I'm super comfortable with pretty much all dogs. I had a Rottweiler snuggle up to me on the subway in Germany. I'm as much of a dog guy as could possibly be. And Zelda was an outstanding dog who I could literally command with looks. I get everything...body language, tone of voice, I understand the difference between aggression and insecurity, and....I don't know what to do with this fucking dog.
So, I'm sure she's a Malinois now. She was listed by the Humane society as a Shepherd mix, she definitely ain't. Hasn't grown any, doesn't have the coat - she's more standoffish, less friendly. When I found her in the shelter and my daughter and I came up to her, she was friendly as shit, excited, cuddly, engaging. Great, cool dog, lets take her home. Training goes fine-ish, she's not super intelligent, or at least not super experienced. I dunno what her story is - could have been a stray could have been an abandon, no one knows. She's not chipped, she's pretty small, devours a lot of sticks. It's entirely possible she was a stray and is just small because of poor nutrition.
But, 6 months into having her - I don't know what her deal is. She's absolutely terrified of everyone. Friends come over, and she literally pisses herself if they so much as look at her. Takes her HOURS to warm up to someone. Zelda? She was super protective, but as soon as she determined you were cool, she wanted you to rub her belly. This one? Don't fucking talk to her, don't look at her, don't come in her house. She's not protective, not aggressive, just insecure. Runs away from everyone and everything. My oldest daughter lives downstairs, and much like a typical 22 year old, doesn't come out very often. Dog barks at her every single time. She's lived here for 6 months, has no fucking clue who she is.
Then, there's the real problem. Thursday, my fiance goes to work, leaves her out of the crate because we can trust her not to destroy things for a few hours now. I wake up, come out of the bedroom, and in the super happy greeting voice "good morning Willow, how are you?" and she comes up to me, cowers, and pisses on the floor. I respond with "Come on, lets go outside and go potty," she goes down off the deck, pees where she's supposed to, I respond with "good girl, potty outside!' and she comes up to me, cowers, and pisses on the deck. I do not fucking understand it. It's literally every time one of us comes home, or comes out of another room. It's like she's ashamed of something and thinks we're gonna beat her or something, but exactly zero of that has happened. I do not understand how this dog was friendly, outgoing, loveable and cuddly at the shelter, and is literally terrified of everyone and everything in my house. It makes zero fucking sense, and we're making zero progress with her. I mean, I hate to be harsh, but I put down my other dog because she couldn't control her bladder, and i liked that dog WAY more than I like this one. I'm slowly losing faith this dog can ever even be a family dog, let alone anything more than that.
I've always had puppies. Always. Every dog I've ever owned has been 3-5 months old when I got them, they trained up great, they had great personalities, and they were all confident dogs in adulthood. I know it's not me causing it, and I can't fathom what the fuck flipped in her in the last 6 months to make her such a complete chickenshit. Outside of all of that - she's totally fine. Once she gets over that initial pissing herself thing, she's great - she listens, she takes commands, she learns new stuff, she's easy to work with (little lower working drive than I'd like, because she loses focus a lot quicker than Zel did), but holy shit. Literally every time we leave her alone, she just pisses herself when we come back, and it's not out of excitement, it's out of fear. This will definitely be the last adoption I ever make, because this is not what dog ownership has been like for me. One of my buddies who she's absolutely terrified of said he'd take her, but shit, she actually likes me and isn't doing well, I dunno what the fuck she'd do with him.
I think I gotta actually get one of those dog whisperer type fuckers involved, because I am simply at a loss here, and I wasn't expecting a perfect dog in 6 months, but I know goddamned well I can do better than this.
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I'm definitely no dog psychologist, but from what I've seen, dogs can have a whole slew of mental issues that can get stuck in place and might not be fixable. There might be something weird that she's fixating on that's not obvious. Maybe your clothing or something about the setting? Maybe her previous owner beat her and always wore jeans or certain boots, so now she's terrified of anyone with jeans or boots? Maybe you didn't wear what you normally wear when you met her at the kennel so she was friendly then (or maybe they drug their dogs to make them friendlier)? Maybe she didn't have humans so she grew up bonded to other dogs, so now she feels abandoned without other dogs around?
The wife volunteered at a rescue that was basically a farm for little while, and it was about the best environment you could imagine for abandoned dogs. Most were fine, but there were some that were just never going to be adoptable. One of our friends got a dog from there, and he was great, super friendly, well behaved. We kept him for a couple of weeks while she was on a trip. He was fine for like a week, then he suddenly got crazy abandonment issues if both me and my wife weren't essentially in the same room. We would go for a walk, and she could pop into a store for a drink or something, and he would scream like I was beating him until she came back.
My dog was near a shovel propped against the shed when it fell over once. Now he fucking hates shovels lol. Dogs can be as weird and broken as people.
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When we got our dog he really liked driving in the truck but maybe hadn't been in a vehicle before. The first time windshield wipers came on he flipped the fuck out and fell out of his console seat backwards. He got used to it after that. He loved going for rides didn't matter how long.
5 years go by and we're driving cross country visiting family, so maybe a 4 week road trip. He was mostly excited to see people but he loved my aunt and uncles house on the ocean. He did NOT want to leave them. When we left he would not come to the front seat and instead buried himself in the back on top of stuff. He eventually climbed in between the flipped up seat and backrest and we had to pull over at a rest stop take everything out and rescue him. He hated getting in the car from that point onwards.
It took 3 more years and finally we can coax him into a car again without putting him in it. Dogs have very complex personalities.
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Looks like this poor little bastard finally met his end.
Not the dog, she's already gone. But the cat who was trained to be fearless by the dog. In fact, I don't actually have any pictures of him without the dog. He's been living it up as the apex predator of the neighborhood for almost 10 years now. Shouldn't even be living with me, but my ex couldn't give him a decent life, and the bud doesn't deserve bullshit, so I took him. Spends all day outside murdering bunnies and squirrels and mice and birds, and gets into fights and fucks up everything that crosses his path.
Except (most likely) Blasto. Not so much on that one. Not sure there's anything you can do for cats. They gave him some steroids, he's got some gray shit in his lungs and an abscess in his jaw. But I'm pretty sure he's hit the end of the line. Still wants to go outside... probably so he can find a spot to curl up and die, but in this state, he's just as likely to be food for something else, and that don't seem right. Probably put em down if the vet comes back with the same conclusion I did. Dude doesn't deserve to live out his last few days like that.
This one's different. Zel was my best buddy, probably always will be. This guy though...it just seems like a viking funeral. A celebration of how much ass he kicked. Almost 10 years on an outside cat is a helluva run. He lived a good life exactly the way he wanted to. Murdering shit, keeping the homestead pest free, and occasionally coming inside for some pets and a half a bowl of food before going back out. Guy went out on top - undefeated.
My girlfriend is probably gonna force the next cat to stay inside and he'll be a piece of shit because of it.
Not the dog, she's already gone. But the cat who was trained to be fearless by the dog. In fact, I don't actually have any pictures of him without the dog. He's been living it up as the apex predator of the neighborhood for almost 10 years now. Shouldn't even be living with me, but my ex couldn't give him a decent life, and the bud doesn't deserve bullshit, so I took him. Spends all day outside murdering bunnies and squirrels and mice and birds, and gets into fights and fucks up everything that crosses his path.
Except (most likely) Blasto. Not so much on that one. Not sure there's anything you can do for cats. They gave him some steroids, he's got some gray shit in his lungs and an abscess in his jaw. But I'm pretty sure he's hit the end of the line. Still wants to go outside... probably so he can find a spot to curl up and die, but in this state, he's just as likely to be food for something else, and that don't seem right. Probably put em down if the vet comes back with the same conclusion I did. Dude doesn't deserve to live out his last few days like that.
This one's different. Zel was my best buddy, probably always will be. This guy though...it just seems like a viking funeral. A celebration of how much ass he kicked. Almost 10 years on an outside cat is a helluva run. He lived a good life exactly the way he wanted to. Murdering shit, keeping the homestead pest free, and occasionally coming inside for some pets and a half a bowl of food before going back out. Guy went out on top - undefeated.
My girlfriend is probably gonna force the next cat to stay inside and he'll be a piece of shit because of it.
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Somehow managed to live thru the night. Still hasn't eaten or drank anything. Face is pretty fucked up. They seem to think the shit in his lungs is parasitic or bacterial, which is a helluva lot better than fungal. Maybe we toss him some ivermectin and hope that shit cures it like it seems to cure everything else.
He's a cat though. He'll probably live thru this just to get kidney disease in a week or some shit.
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What the fuck is wrong with some people?!
Dog found with zip ties around mouth, neck in Malibu wilderness
An investigation is underway after a dog was found in a remote area of Malibu Creek Canyon with zip ties over its muzzle and neck. The dog was discovered by a pair of rock climbers last Wednesday e…
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What the fuck is wrong with some people?!
Dog found with zip ties around mouth, neck in Malibu wilderness
An investigation is underway after a dog was found in a remote area of Malibu Creek Canyon with zip ties over its muzzle and neck. The dog was discovered by a pair of rock climbers last Wednesday e…ktla.com
7 year old German shepherds are about as close to the perfect companion you will ever have. Fucking shitbags is what's wrong with people.
There was 2 like that in the shelters when I was looking for a pup, young adults, both had had their muzzles duct taped or wired shut and had significant scarring as a result. It was about then that I decided I can't deal with that much rage while I'm looking for dogs.
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There is a woman I do some easy work for, she's elderly and I help her care for her chickens. She has a German shepherd that is 7 years old. That dog has bonded with me. If I'm there it will follow me everywhere, like everywhere. It tried to follow me up a ladder. Very patient, lays down like a good boy, leaves the chickens alone. Just is one step behind me all the time. It's rather great, actually.
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Now imagine one of those watching over your children
Dog was a better mom than that girl's actual mom.
Goddamn, I can still hear Zoey cackling fiendishly playing tug with the dog. She found that shit fucking hilarious. Full on belly laughs as she's pulling Zelda around, thinking it's the funniest shit in the world.
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I dunno, this motherfucker somehow survived another day. No idea how. Near as I can tell, he's eaten 2 pieces of kibble in the last few days, because the smell of food makes him start coughing. His breathing sounds like my grandmother's was on her last day on this earth due to emphysema and stage 4 lung cancer. All he really wants to do is to go outside, probably to find somewhere to curl up and die. No can do, buddy. A squirrel could beat the shit outta him in this state. Steroids seem to help for a little while, then he's back to like this - tongue hanging out, eyes glassy, just staring off into the distance. Cat's really fucked up, and as usual the hacks at the vet have no idea how or why or by what. I don't understand how you can pay someone so much money for no useful information or help. What's wrong with him? "I dunno, could be asthma, fungal, bacterial, or parasitic. $1000, please."
Thanks, glorified Google.
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