Where We Are Now

My husband, Alex, and I met Loki on a nice Saturday afternoon. He was with a family looking to find him a new home.

He lived with a human mother, her daughter, and her daughters two year old son. This particular two year old spent the majority of our time there yanking on Loki’s leash and hitting him for not going with him when he pulled. <insert sarcasm> I wonder where he got that from <end sarcasm>. It’s also important to mention a few other things that we noticed. He scratched a lot. She said it was because he only wore a collar when he went out to potty. We discovered the real reason why later. The collar was brand new. The leash was brand new (and tacky 🙂), etc.

Loki barked when he first saw us. After that, however, he was all tail wags and wet kisses.

There was no doubt in my mind that he wasn’t in the greatest place, that he liked us, that he had Odin’s look in his eyes but was his own unique dog, and that I was in love.

To be fair, I tend to fall in love with every animal I meet, but he had something special.

We told the woman that we needed to talk about it and left her home. Long story short, we went back to get our new pup. When we arrived back there was an older wound on his forehead. The woman proceeded to tell us that he got it from digging in the yard. She covered it with mascara to hide it from us.

Hello, alarm bells! But, there was no way I was leaving him with her. No way in Hell.

So, we put him in our car. This was clearly a new thing for him. We took his Kroger store brand dog food that only had a few cups worth left and his cat sized food and water bowl combo and headed home. I didn’t even bother taking that bowl combo in the house. There was no way it would hold even a fourth of the food he needed per meal. Grrr!

When we got him home, we proceeded to introduce him to the family. We started with my mom’s dog, Coco.

My parents live with us so Coco lives here too. We met outside on a more neutral territory than inside and it went fine. He did well with my mom too. Then we went into the house and he did great meeting my oldest stepson, Devon, who lives with us. So far so good!

Then, my 80+ year old father innocently (although naively) did the worst thing you could do to a now obviously unsocialized pup…

He came up the stairs and proceeded to act similar to a gorilla when approaching him. My dad was simply trying to make friends by playing rough house. He missed his buddy Odin a whole lot. But of course Loki did not understand this behavior.

He immediately went crazy and who could blame him? The poor guy was scared to death!

Needless to say it took a long time and a lot of grandpa giving treats to get Loki to trust him. They are doing great now and since Loki is such a smarty, he goes to his grandpa for his daily cookie(s) and doesn’t leave him alone until he gets one. He puts his paw on his arm and my dad loves it.

Loki 1

The moment I could finally sleep after Odin passed was when Loki napped in his old place.

Then, after over a month, my youngest stepson, Christian came to stay.

Loki was not happy about a stranger in the house. He didn’t calm down completely until he left two days later. Now, I knew enough to know that he wasn’t properly socialized and I needed to work with him on it. I didn’t quite know how to start. I hadn’t had a dog with theses issues growing up and as I said in a previous post, Odin was a neighborhood favorite. I was way out of my league.

Thankfully, I had already signed up for a training program with Canines With A Cause. My hope was for Loki to become an emotional support dog or even a full service dog for mt PTSD.

By the time my training orientation rolled around, I knew he had socialization issues yet he never took it beyond growling and barking. I was nervous about how well I could control his barking, growling, and pulling on our first training day and excited to get some direction for the both of us.

Everything changed on our first day on training. He bit one of our trainers. Twice.

I had a dog that bit me on the way home from the pound when I was ten. He bit me once more when I woke him from a dream. He chased a man out of my closet when I wasn’t home saving my sister from something horrible.

I’ve never had a dog that bit strangers in my life. Ever. I was freaked the *&)^ out!

I had surgery on my wrist two days later so, my husband drove me to our next training. When our lead trainer said he wanted to talk to us after class I was scared we were getting kicked out. I didn’t think they would just yet, but I couldn’t help fearing it just the same. I didn’t fear for me. I feared for Loki. He needed this.

Then we had the reactive dog talk.

The lead trainer spent the majority of the talk giving Loki treats while sitting next to him on the floor. At one point he touched his back and Loki immediately bit his hand. He bit the lead trainer. I was devastated!

The bad news: he took a bite out of the trainer

The good news: it was a warning “don’t touch me” bite not a “I want to kill you” bite

So, here we are, nearly a week later with training class again tomorrow. I’ve worked with him as best I can with one hand. I’ve sat across from barking dogs and click & treated him. I’ve done the same at our home where he barks at the people, cars, and dogs he can see from our second floor balcony/deck.

I know it won’t be an overnight success. I just pray that he won’t bite a trainer tomorrow.

Wish us luck!


6 thoughts on “Where We Are Now

  1. Well done for persevering with Loki – it sounds like it hasn’t been easy, but if you can get the best help you can find in training him, that will go a long way. It makes me so angry how ‘damaged’ our dogs can be through the actions of thoughtless humans. Thank goodness there are still good people like you around. Good luck with Loki!

  2. Good luck at your class! I know how frustrating having a reactive dog can be, but you’ll get there! Just set your goals really low, baby step your boy Loki, don’t expect him to be a social butterfly overnight (or maybe ever). My motto has always been, “If no one bled today, it was a good day” 🙂 And then anything else after that comes as an awesome surprise!

    • Great advice! It’s just so hard to reconcile the sweet, loving, confident with us pup with the one I see in training. I know we’ll get better, although slowly, in time. Having a place to share with others is helping me already.

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