About 2 1/2 weeks ago this little guy entered our household. The couple that had him are divorcing. She is from Australia and she needed to find a home for him as she was moving back there. My daughter owns a sibling to this one and so she called on her to beg her to take him. She agreed. She met with her the afternoon before she flew home. This dog was absolutely, pitifully, terrified. She gave us his wire crate and food etc. He cowered in his crate and shook for hours.
It was obvious my daughter couldn't take him home as she has his brother and a very energetic blue healer. Way to much for this dog to handle. So guess what, I felt so bad for him I agreed to take him.
Here is the little stinker.
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I had to beg DH to let me try to give this a try. He wanted no part of this dog and his issues. I have never had a dog so timid. I don't think he was abused. Just must be his breeding. Half pom, half pappion. She said he didn't like heights. Didn't like to be picked up. (so sit down to cuddle) She also said he didn't do well on a leash. (understatement!!)
So I have turned my screened in porch into his personal kennel. He does very well with pee pads. So it is tolerable to have him on the porch. He sleeps in the house at night, out on the porch during the day. Sometimes challenging to get him into the house. He is scared of my husband and I think thats the problem there. I cannot take him outside to potty until I am sure that if something scared him he would not take off. If he did, he would probably be killed by coyotes.
So I guess I'm just venting a little as I have been a bit stressed. (daughter is also getting married at the end of June)
We have made progress. He is happy to see me, crys and barks when I leave him to go tend to something els. Even acts playful when I'm gone for awhile. But no touching. I have yet to pet him. Trying to take it slow. I'm also trying to spend as much time with him as I can but hard to do right now. Needless to say the pond and other spring chores are not being tended to like normal. lol
I am being patient but what have I gotten myself into!
Good for you for rescuing this little guy! There are so many dogs out there that are put down each year because people won't take them in.
We have three dogs, and two of them are rescues. We have a purebred boxer named Rocco that my wife bought from a breeder for big $$, a rescued bulldog named Diesel, and a rescued Pit Bull named Joe Dirt Dog.
My wife found Joe Dirt Dog in a dumpster living in San Antonio, TX before we met. He was scared, flighty, and covered in ticks and filth. He had a few open wounds, and tons of scars. She took him to the vet and got him cleaned and patched up, and then took him to shelters. The vet was 100% convinced he was either a fighting dog or a bait dog, most likely a bait dog, because he had no fight in him at all. He has massive scars on his legs, one that the vet said he's surprised he survived, his neck, and face, had a few broken and missing teeth, and he's even tattooed. The vet thinks he was out on the streets for a long time, and most likely his aversion to "blue-collar workers" was because he was probably used to being kicked or yelled at by delivery people, oil delivery, etc. people, so he grew used to disliking them.
All the no-kill shelters were full, the kill-shelters said he was as good as dead because he's all black, has a pit face, and wasn't very friendly (not mean, just weird and standoffish), and the pit bull rescues wouldn't take him because they think he's mixed with Shar Pei (Chinese fighting dog), so he wasn't pit enough for them. The Shar Pei rescues said he wasn't Shar Pei enough for them. So, she was stuck with this weird street foster dog. He was scared, wouldn't make eye contact, wouldn't be petted, and growled at anyone "blue collar-looking." Everyone told her to take him to a shelter, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it.
I met her only a few months after rescuing Joe (who, of course, moved from foster dog to adopted dog), and he was a weird dog. He wouldn't look me in the eyes, and actually made me feel uncomfortable being around him. He spent most of his time hiding in a closet, and ran away a few times. He had a wild streak, and would take off with even a momentary lapse in us paying attention.
Fast forward a couple years, and Joe is our model dog. He's far better behaved than our other two, EXTREMELY intelligent, loves and actually seeks out attention, has no problem with extended eye contact, interacts very well with our other two dogs (and any new dogs he meets), interacts very well with new people, ADORES my two children (10 and 12), and he even takes walks and runs with us in the woods OFF-LEASH! We really can't believe the transformation this poor dog made. He went from being a weird, dirty street dog to our model house dog. I'm hoping your new little guy makes a similar transformation. These dogs often just need a good, warm, loving home to turn into the dogs they have the capacity to be.
Here's our ferocious pit bull! (his smaller scars have faded with time)
And our boxer and bulldog, all staying at my aunt's house two weekends ago when we were on vacation