Posted on 08/30/2010 11:00:09 AM PDT by george76
A WOMAN has been charged after her pet Rottweilers attacked and mauled a 10-year-old girl while she was riding her bike.
"One started biting her arms while the other went for her legs," said Kidd’s grandmother ..."When I got to her I didn't know what to do. I just kept repeating to the dogs 'be good, be good.'"
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LOL, I shouldn’t laugh at that poor bare butted Brittany but mine is slightly smarter than that.
LOL!
You are *such* an impish thing....:))
With Dobermanns, I advise, at least initially, you skip over “suggest”.
[Very ‘strong’ dogs who will -always- look for the loophole in your “suggestion”]
Odin has been “told” since he was 6 weeks old.
[I will take no chances with a much sharper Euro “version” of this breed]
To this day, I can reach right into his ginormous maw and remove the bloody steak I *just* handed him, in mid-chomp and simply take it away without even a blink of protest from him.
He just sits and waits until I return it...just as he had to *at least* “sit” to ‘earn’ it.
[the “nothing in life is free” rule]
For my ‘reward’, I have a 30 inch, hundred+ pound, muscle bound, Great Befanged Beast that little children regularly pet, poke, prod and insert food into with no fear of adverse reaction, save horribly slobbery and overly theatrical ‘kisses’.
[I should have named him HAMlet]
So far, we haven’t even had to go to the “make” place and we’re right in the midst of the worst period possible...’The Dreaded Doberteens’....:))
I think the chucklehead planned it all along, myself.
For the rest of his long, leisurely life, all he had to do was sit and watch the world go by, wait on his meals, receive his grooming and petting and *never* again endure the cruel stress of trying to fulfill his life's purpose of actually finding any of those “wily” caged pigeons hidden in plain sight all over that 4 acre field.
[yes, I'm bitter...I had to feed the dirty things, set them out for training sessions, gather them *back* up at day's end, feed them some more, clean their disgusting coop, etc etc etc]...LOL
Looking back, maybe he was stupid like a fox.
I think that is the most important thing to teach a dog. You can give them food, something yummy like a bone, and you can take it away at anytime. If you do it correctly, and don’t do it to tease them and always give it back eventually, even a two year old can do it with a good dog.
On second thought, teaching them not to pee in the house is #1.
I am not a dog trainer by any means, I trained horses but in my experience, any dog that allows an adult or child take something out of their mouth without objection is a dog that will not ever bite a human. I’ve had dogs that looked at two year old children who grabbed a cool stuffed dog toy out of the dog’s mouth and the dog just looks at the nearest adult with a “why me?” look on their face.
Ping to a dog trainer. I thought you might enjoy this thread.
I am loving this thread. It started out as another one of the “evil dog bites human” threads and turned into a fun discussion about dogs as pets.
He knows that everything he has or gets is just “on loan”.
Food, toys, chew treats, whatever...in the end, they’re still mine and he’s just borrowing them.
[and sometimes he tries to “return” them to me by pushing them upside my head while I’m FReeping...the soft toys, no problem...an 18” Whitetail antler...kinda uncomfortable]...:))
This *sounds* horrible but it’s all “I giveth and I taketh away. I am thy Lord, my dog.”
In the wild, canine pack leaders have the same laws.
Works great in your living room, too.
;]
My dog will not allow throw pillow on the sofa in the living room. She doesn’t chew them she just noses them off of the couch. Dogs are so weird, I love them.
“18” Whitetail antler...”
Now that is something that I’d love to see.
LOL!
Yours too?
Every time I leave and come back, “Pillow Henge” awaits me on the floor.
Yesterday, somebody accidentally triggered the incline button on the day bed I use for a sofa and the whole mattress was up in the air at a 45 degree angle with wedge bolster cushions stacked and jutting upwards like upholstered dolmens in some kind of weird pagan furniture worshiping scene.
I’d give anything to have seen the looks on all their faces as mom’s sofa began to “stand up” all by itself.
It’s half of an 8 pointer rack my dad gave me for Odin when I griped about the store bought antlers being insanely priced.
[I’m measuring around the curve so it’s probably “only” about 12-14 inches across, viewed flat]...LOL
That boy loves his antlers.
The others dogs skedaddle when he goes swinging it around the room like the Grim Reaper’s scythe.
[and they’re “Perma Toys”...he’s had them for 12 months and *still* hasn’t gnawed off more than an inch...NylaBones are ‘goners’ within a week]
LOL!!! That brought me back to my two GSD's...the day I threw the tennis ball to them and the little 13 lb. mutt ran over there, grabbed it and ran away with it.
It was a "ya hadda be there to appreciate it" moment...thanks for the memory!!!
When my girl was a pup she chewed everything as pups do. But she was expensive, new sofa, she removed a sofa cushion, chewed off the zipper and ripped out the insides. Cost me $150.00 to have it restuffed and the zipper replaced. Another time we came home from a late night out and she had taken a feather pillow downstairs and gutted it. Do you know how big a pile of feathers you have after opening a feather pillow? I looked at it and jus went to bed.
And yet we all still love our dogs, lol.
Gramp’s GSD (well, I let him THINK it’s his....)...ate a coffee table right at said man’s feet as said man was watching TV.....
...Gramp’s brand new stand for his huge TV.
The edge of an antique cedar chest.
The sofa.
And, the wall. A flat wall. She ate the wall.
The dog hasn’t eaten a thing in years.... NO shoes though! Ha!
Salamander? I’m not pinging you on purpose. :)
My second Ibizan Jack [aka Jack the Ripper] shredded two hand crafted reproduction camel-back Chippendale sofas.
I wanted to die.
Instead, I got two “This End Up” solid pine day beds which I converted to ‘sofas’.
They have lots of room on *their* sofa so I can have a little room on *mine* and when they gnaw on them, I can just belt-sand it smooth again.
Basically, I gave up on the whole “lovely decor” thing.
Had to...I have dogs.
Yes, I know how many feathers are in a pillow.
Do you know how much down is in a mattress topper?
[or how to finally get rid of it all...seriously...it’s still showing up in strange, unrelated places periodically...help me]...:))
I sewed a Grinch costume one time....I kept finding Green Grinch Stuff....for years. I mean, years.
Dogs eating material goods is not the same as skinny little rips stuffing their face in front of me.
:-P
LOL!!!!!
Don’t you HATE when that happens??
:)
Well.
You’re no “Hints From Heloise”, then, are ya?
[as a tiny floof of down mysteriously floats by from “nowhere”]
Gads...how many -years- does it take for down to just decay or something??
Count your blessings that it's not bright green???
Speaking of Heloise. I don't read her column, I do NOT know why I did one day...but some lady, bless her heart said that if you cover your ears with the caps from the hair spray your ears won't get sticky. Just sayin'.
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