Afton is back at the Humane Society. It turns out she'll be best in a home where she is the only dog. This morning, when Gus went near her kennel and food dish, she grabbed him by the neck and tried to eat his head. He's fine. I'm probably more traumatized than he is. But we knew that her aggression (and the power that comes along with her large size) was ONE thing we couldn't retrain. And we can't give her time to work on it. After all, if one of our cats had been the one to get too close to her 'territory', they'd have lost a few of their nine lives.
I cried when we took her back to the shelter. I know she'll find a great home , but its still sad that it didn't work out with our family. It doesn't help that we can't get our adoption fee refunded either. We can only exchange the first dog for a different one. Our 'coupon' is good through December.
Bye bye, $90.00.
After this disastrous turn we've decided that an adult dog is just too risky to introduce to our household. We need a dog that will grow up with our other pets and be used to them from day one. We drove directly from the Human Society to the home of the man who had a litter of Boxer pups we'd been watching on a local classifieds site. We met his three adult dogs and played with the puppy and left a short while later with him (the puppy, not the man!) in our arms.
We really are insane, you know! INSANE!!
But already we see a difference. The other animals are super friendly to our new little guy. Even the cats are showing amazing patience and acceptance. Who can blame them though, really. He's FREAKING CUTE!
Bo, the wonder pup!
Ms.B
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