- 6 years ago
Link to first thread: http://boards.weddingbee.com/topic/what-you-dont-always-hear-about-rescuing
Well, I’ve been putting off this post because our story didn’t have the happy ending like I hoped it would. We did end up bringing a puppy into our home with the hope that Milo could be Joey’s companion and ease some of the boredom and work off some of her energy and allow for my husband to concentrate on his studies and me to go off to work without worrying as much about her.
All was going great for several weeks and they loved each other and were playing together and we thought everything was going to turn out fine. However, one day she just flipped and grabbed Milo by the scruff and started shaking him. Luckily, because of our previous experiences with her, we never left them unsupervised, so we were able to get her away from him before any real physical damage was done. But from that point it was like she hated him.
We were pretty set in just keeping both dogs and always keeping them separate, or keeping just Joey and sending Milo back to the breeder to be re-homed. But then out of the blue she bit me while I was sitting on the floor with her. I reached out to touch her face (like I’ve done hundreds of times before) and she just bit me. She didn’t do any damage, but my fragile trust that we’d been working to rebuild since watching her attack other dogs and biting people was broken beyond repair at that point. I knew that I couldn’t work with her like I used to if I was constantly afraid she’d bite my hands or face without warning (something I’ve been afraid of for a long time, but because she never had I just ignored it), and without the work that she needed to keep her mental state healthy, she just got worse and the situation deteriorated.
We looked into rehoming her, but no rescues would take her with her bite history. The best they could do was say “we’ll take her and evaluate her ourselves, but if she is deemed aggressive she will be put down”. We didn’t want to release her to strangers and the stress of a shelter and then she would most likely be put down anyway (not to mention the trauma of abandonment), so we decided that it was the right time to put her down.
We had tried everything that we could and molded our lives as much as possible to suit her needs, but it got to the point where we felt that we could ever get to an acceptable level of safety with her and that if we messed up or had a busy week that she could be trusted to not be aggressive towards people or other animals.
We said goodbye to our baby girl last week. It was so heartbreaking to know that our best efforts and love weren’t enough to overcome the damage done to her by her previous owners, but we are comforted to know that we tried giving it our best efforts and tried everything before coming to that decision. She was such an amazing dog, I hope that little Milo can grow up to fill those paw prints, but right now he’s just trying to keep us from being too sad.
It still feels surreal without her here because every day (except our honeymoon) for the last 1.5 years I’ve been with her and built my life around her needs and now that has changed. I’m just redoubling my efforts to be kind and a good owner to Milo and hoping that is enough.