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Location: Essex UK
Joined: May 2008
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My advice and there has been some great advice here already... Is
DONT PANIC!
Of course she is stressed and will take some time to settle and of course you feel overwhelmed by her problems not to mention the damage of course...
It will get better. It took me more than 6 months to achieve a good relationship with poor Jackjack who had come from a very similar situation... Kennels to a home where he stressed and didn't settle and then back to kennels.
He wouldn't let me touch him and wouldn't take treats either... I needed to make a bond, so I took some time off work and stopped feeding him... No food except from my hand. I got him a crate, put a towel over it for security (In hindsight I wish I'd had a
soft crate option then. I ought a bean bag and sat next to the crate all day. On the floor so I was less threatening. I wouldn't look directly at him but I kept up a steady stream of conversation with him, when I ran out of things to say I would read out loud, or narrate the television. All the time i had his food nearby and if he made a move towards me I would give him a bit of food... He ate practically nothing for three days, then began to come and sit next to me nibbling out of my hands. By day five he started to put a paw on me to tell me he wanted some food and on day 6 or so he climbed into my lap and ate the food. then stayed there for a few seconds... It was the greatest most amazing experience! I have never felt so honoured!
Obviously he was much worse than it sounds that Bailey is and my light at the end of the tunnel for you is that he got better! He got much better and after just a week I was able to leave him without him going mad.
He did see the crate as his 'safe zone' and gradually had no problem with being left in it. The crate was bigger than he needed so he had a bit of spare room and I left him things to destroy to vent his frustrations on... A cardboard box filled with newspaper and treats was a favourite (and cheapest). After some more time the crate became the room and then the room became the house.
We all have faced problems with our dogs and I would take a bet that there is not one of us here that hasn't had at least one experience where we sat back and thought I have made a terrible decision or I am a terrible owner, or just felt overwhelmed. But you get over it, it's all part of the whole doggy thing...
You have great times and fun times and you have the times when out of the blue they eat your Playstation, or you're sitting up all night over a mystery illness that turns out to be 2 cotton reels that you had left out from sewing, or you gave the puppy toys given by a kind neighbour who recently lost their dog and now your watching them breathe convinced you have given the fragile little mite Parvo, cos you just watched a vets program and watched a puppy that looked just like yours die! (all my experiences obviously).
Give it time.
Don't give up. It's never completely smooth. It's not always even completely fun. But it will be completely worth it and one day you will look back at this thread and laugh.
I also live in a rented house and also have a door that bears the scars of my dogs Pharaoh managed to shut himself in the bathroom while I was out one day and ripped the door and door frame to pieces, not to mention the front door which i know I will have to replace. I have written off any chance of ever seeing my deposit again. But you know what... Some people pay a fortune for their pedigree puppy and thousands on coats and baskets... me I bought them a front door and a bathroom door and probably the carpets!
sorry a long post. But I remembered Jackjack and it all came flooding back. The frustration the tears and then the tremendous joy... I wouldn't have given up a moment. (though there were a few I would gladly have given up at the time and there were times I contacted rescues and nearly gave up on the whole thing... Glad I didn't though)