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If only I knew about the Martingale before buying that collar last weekend! We walk him with a harness so the collar is set loose and mostly for grabbing in the house or shop, but definitely noting those collars down.
He doesn’t seem to care about his collar, and shoves his head through the hole in the harness like he knows.
It was raining the other day so I did a 30s jog with him just to get that bit closer to home. He immediately pricked ears skyward and scanned everything looking for whatever we were ‘chasing’. Took the rest of the route for him to calm back down, so lesson learned his history must have been very work-y.
We walked a beautiful jet-black greyhound pup before agreeing to take on this lurcher. I tried a jog with him and he kept trying to grab my arm with his dopey jaw. Somehow I looked like a rabbit. Definitely didn’t know what was play and what was work.
The strays pound called him Pumpkin, so we have called him Kinnie.
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Love it. I really wanted a goofy lollopy leaning-cuddle rescue hound, but the missus was wary of potential latent behavioural issues with us having young kids. Plus our house just isn't set up for a bigger dog.
Margot news: After three days of her being fucking mental - i googled the medication and found it's colloquially known as "puppy cocaine". I guess I should have realised when she started chain smoking and pitching me incoherent business plans for a restaurant that only sells treats.
Anyway, she had the last dose yesterday morning and by last night, was back to her normal lovely self.
About to experiment with leaving her at home on her own for 90mins while i go to a thing at the kid's school.
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Yea his spine, hip-bones, and lowest ribs were all sticking out terribly.
Appreciate these are skinny dogs but he had lost weight in the kennels from stress.
I’m keen to get enough meat around his hips and try to reduce the spinal visibility.
He’s getting the walks, mind. His muscle mass is already increasing.
This photo was on Saturday. Since then he has already shown improvement.
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Poor thing. I love reading about animls finding their homes tho. I'm a total softie for this stuff.
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potential latent behavioural issues
I was strong on ‘small-medium’ so it’s a size I can manage, and trust the better half can walk.
We were let down on a little-little dog.
Then we walked a Johnson American Bully, who was soppy as hell. Also way too skinny.
He was mega strong on the lead and although a soppy bugger, if he turned we’d have no chance to stop him (ie, if he ‘defended’ himself against a yapping terrier). Way too big to manage once up to weight.
Then we walked an absolute softie of a wolfhound who was double the size of Kinnie. Test walks he was great, and seemed fine with other dogs within sight.
He was instantly trainable, happy to be in his bed so long as he could see you, etc.
No sign of issue with people, not even a flinch at sound of dogs barking in nearby gardens once he got here.
Then it all changed on his walks on day 1. Instantly reactive. He got very powerfully reactive at cats, squirrels, and seemed to have sight/dexterity issues bashing himself on things.
He barked and snarled at other dogs, and his strength was too much for me.
On day 3 I was stuck on a path as some other dogs passed and he got overwhelmed. I had him out the way and held firmly. He couldn’t snap out of protective-mode. (Bear in mind I’ve grown up since a baby with dogs, and trained and walked a reactive stray for 8 years).
He tried to tell me to let go by biting my left hand puncturing the knuckle, then immediately swung his head around and bit and pulled on my right arm to try to get me to let go.
Needless to say I took him back to the kennels (3hr round trip) and said he needed an environment less stressful.
They immediately put measures in place to get him trained and socialised before offering for adoption again. They suggested this one, Pumpkin.
Seems like now Pumpkin is here the rest is history, but I still feel bad for the bully and the wolfhound.
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That leather jacket looks perfect for fucking off through brambles and coming back relatively unscathed. Tissue paper skin is the only thing to really worry about with long dogs.
Gratuitous Archibald pic, who's an absolute dick with anything small and furry.
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Just popped into let you know that Margot is officially the best dog in the world, having aced her first walk out on the lead to town and back. She has also nailed "bring it back", "drop it", and "sit". She actually nuges the ball/toy towards me then sits up doing an adorable little paw raise when asking for a treat in return for her obediance. Honestly, I'm so proud it's ridiculous.
I should say that it is true that for a while this morning she was the worst dog (after she shit in the utility room, then the kitchen then the living room, then pissed all over the place while I busy cleaning up the shit) but I now realise that this was only a blip and she is in fact, the goodest girl.
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Awesome. Our house rule is if something like the shitting and pissing happens we hit ourselves over the head as we are the ones who fucked up. First shit take them outside and see if they still need to go. The shit will still be there after.
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Yes totally. It's bit frustrating as the toilet training seem sto have gone backwards in the last week or so but we'll get on top of it I'm sure. To be fair, this morning's incident was weather affected. It was absolutley hammering down outside and understandably, 2kg pup wasn't keen to go out in the cold and wet and got in a bit of a state confused between needing to poop and being worried about going out. Hopefully that will resolve itself as she gets bigger and more confident about being outside.
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She even managed the station steps.
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On toilet training; you will soon get on top of it figuratively speaking, in the meantime you will sometimes get on top of it literally. Accidents will always happen.
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Stella has had her half-yearly clip.
Stella doesn't enjoy it.
Stella hates the poncey bandanna.
Stella just bit the other dogs.
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What the fuck is in the air at the moment?
Is it fox shit? Mushrooms? Crack?Doing stuff, in a quiet spot, no bother. Oh a dog in the distance “bailey come back”. Trudge over. Get dog. Come back.
It’s a bit annoying.
In other news in one of the bolt off episodes, I’d whistled, she’d stopped, I came round the bushes and there she was about 150m away at the edge of the huge pond in CP. I called again and she came back.
So recall is there but so is the “fuck you grandad I’m off!”
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Looks like a lovely goofy chap, what’s his names? Our old hounds were bastards for anything small and furry. Actually anything small that ran once they had given it a nudge tbh.
The coat looks dapper, nice work.
We changed from the big leather type collar you have to Martingale ones as the girls seemed to be much more comfortable in those.
Looking forward to updates.