Oh No You Di’nt

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I was at a friends house the other day, visiting with her and the family, and about ten minutes into my visit, one of her kids asked for a drink of water. Then the other one wanted an apple because he was hungry after soccer practice. Then they started playing and laughing, as I looked in astonished at their behavior. I didn’t give their mother a moment to even open her mouth, I immediately shouted at them,
” What the hell are you bothering your mother for? Leave her alone ! Don’t make so much noise while you’re playing ! Play silently ! Can’t you see grown ups are talking ?”
The kids started to cry and so I shouted at them even louder, making sure I had my say before their mother responded to them. Bloody kids……..how dare they open their mouth while I’m talking? What could they possibly have to say?
Rude, cruel and ridiculous right ? You want to slap me straight in the face for saying this don’t you?
So imagine how I felt when not once, but TWICE last week, male clients dropping off dogs to come and stay with us felt it was okay to shout at dogs who were in my field barking.
The dogs were happy at being at the Ranch, excited to see all the new deliveries of just-as-excited incoming dogs, and were wagging tails furiously at the fence in anticipation. That is, until some ‘Fun Sponge’ with a misguided sense of human superiority opened their mouth and started yelling at them. I was so angry I could spit, and let both men know that right off the bat, but it did also start me thinking about how many humans think it’s okay to just bark and scream at their dogs and oh so wrongly think that that’s a valid form of communication. So I thought I’d just clear a couple of things up…..

1) Dogs don’t pay more attention to you the louder you shout, unless there is a very real panic in your voice that is based on imminent danger.

2) Dogs view anyone who has to vocalize to be heard as the equivalent of a yappy dog, one of the lower members of the pack. True leadership figures in any dog pack are always cool, calm, benevolent and wise. They lead by example and with actions.

3) If you start screaming at a barking dog, he does not understand that you wish him to be quiet, he merely thinks you’re joining in the barking, which raises his level of excitement, causing him to bark even more. Hmmm, good move, how’s that working for you ?

4) Your level of impatience with a happily barking dog tells me so much more about you than you’d be comfortable with.

The Ranch is a place of calm and peace, broken only by the occasional sound of happy barks and yips. We like it that way, we spend thousands of dollars making the Ranch the kind of place that dogs are happy in, and yes, feel comfortable enough to express themselves in, however they choose to. It’s a freedom ranch for dogs, not a military style training establishment.

So here’s the deal, don’t come and shout at my guests in MY HOME, and I won’t come and shit on your lawn.

This Isn’t An Easy Request To Make ……….

Joe Jake St

“This isn’t an easy request to make.

I have given it some serious thought and wondered if you would like my children?

You see, when we decided to take the plunge and get pregnant, we didn’t realize that they were going to need so much time and money. Now they’ve been around a while, it’s been quite a few years now, we have totted up all of the costs and come to the realization that it’s been an awful lot of expense and that it’s not all been a bed of roses really…
We just thought that you when you had a baby, you cuddled him a lot, he was always going to be grateful for you being a nice person that cared about him, and then he grew up without needing much other than food and a roof over his head and hugs and stuff, you know what I mean, like they do in the movies.
Discovering that each of our kids needed to be constantly educated, needed money, needed guidance and discipline that’s loving and fair when sometimes we were seething inside, well…..it’s been a bit of a shock.

Sometimes they get a bit moody, especially if we don’t spend any time with them, and they’re both very rude when we have guests over if I don’t have time to do stuff with them that day, ya know, like take them to the park to play or to do play dates at their friends houses and stuff and thats just really annoying. Oh and one of them is always getting sick…I lose count of the times he’s had to go to the doctors. It’s really expensive, you know, medical bills. We wanted to buy a new car this year, but now we can’t because of the co-pays, it’s crippling us. We may not even be able to take a second vacation or decorate.
We are very sociable people, though, we love our friends to come over and have dinner and drinks with us, and we don’t like it that the kids won’t just sit there on the couch quietly and watch TV all night and let us have some fun. It’s only a couple of nights a week after all…so anyway, we sat and talked about it and realized that life was just a lot easier before we had them, they don’t really fit into our lives anymore.

We want to move to a smaller house so we don’t have as many overheads, and there probably wouldn’t be room for them. We also didn’t want to have to have a yard to mow anymore, and you know, my kids, they just love their swing set, so our house wouldn’t fit their needs anymore.
Of course, we have made mistakes as parents, and in some ways we have even joked that we have kind of messed our kids up by being the kind of parents we are. We weren’t ever any good at discipline or consistency, that kind of thing. We’re kind of busy people, always got a lot of stuff going on, who has that kind of time to put into their kids?
Oh, but I just know you’d love my kids, because you’re a really good mother with your own kids, and you have lots of time for them so….would you consider adopting them? Oh and by the way, I do REALLY love my kids, they mean the world to me. It’s just, well, you know, like I said, they don’t fit the lifestyle we want anymore.”

Hideous isn’t it? You want to call DEFACS so badly don’t you? What kind of a person would be so self absorbed?
Who would even think about asking that of anyone?
Turns out, three people this month already. Only…they weren’t talking about their human kids, they were talking about their four legged children. Dogs that had been valuable and loving members of their family for years, who had grown with their human children, been a shoulder to cry on during ill health and bad times. No longer valuable because they have gotten older and maybe occasionally poop in the house, or gotten grouchy when there’s a mass of visitors in the home and they just want to be left alone…so much easier to just dump them eh? Instead of working around the dogs changing needs?

To all of the DD family who understand the true nature of the terms ‘love’, ‘family’ and ‘commitment’, I salute you. To those who don’t, I’d like to share a word or two from the Big Guy…

“Love is patient, love is kind……..it always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” (First Corinthians 13; v.4 &7)
Being a good and loving parent isn’t just about the good times, it’s a forever position, no matter how many legs your kids have.

You Can Tell A Man Who Boozes By The Company He Chooses

Acceptable play at the Desperate Dogs Ranch

Acceptable play at the Desperate Dogs Ranch

From time to time we ask a client to stop allowing their dogs to play with whatever dog it is that they regularly play with and to maybe have a complete break from other dogs for a while.
This suggestion is almost always greeted with abject horror……” But he LOVES playing with Pookie”/ “But it’s my sisters dog! They play together every day, they run and chase and wrestle while we have coffee”/ “But he won’t walk well on a leash so if he doesn’t run in my friends yard, he doesn’t get any exercise!”
Yup, we have heard all of the above proclamations, however, it doesn’t mean that the dog should be playing with THAT particular dog, just because he likes to, or indeed because it suits the humans needs.
Last month, a dog came to visit after an absence of three months.
When the owner came to pick him up after his last visit, I asked if this dog could have no play with other dogs at all for a minimum of six weeks, as he was playing too hard and needed to go cold turkey for a period of time. I explained that rough play can be injurious not just to himself, but to other dogs. And by injurious, I don’t just mean physically…..sometimes just the possibility of a dog bumping into him or her can send any dog into a fearful state, causing them to tense, withdraw, hunch their body, flee or snap! All of which are obviously not good either psychologically or physically. Stress is the foundation of lots of nasty issues in dogs, just as it is in humans.
The dog in question, who we shall name Fido (I really wanted to use a picture of him and black out the eyes dramatically to maintain his anonymity for a giggle but Uncle Pete said I needed to get a life…!) is a really nice dog actually. He doesn’t have a mean bone in his body, loves to play, run and chase and is very very loving with all humans.
However, if we have a young or very athletic dog dog here, he ups his game and wants to start wrestling…..and then escalates, and escalates.

We don’t allow wrestling between dogs…..we allow physical play of course, but we keep a watchful eye to make sure that it doesn’t descend into a full fledged wrestle, as that is very often a heart beat away from a dog feeling he needs to prove himself and taking it too far. A little like two human friends jostling each other in the shoulder for giggles and grins, but then one getting hurt and smacking the other full on with a real punch. Very often those situations become proper fist fights between humans…..and that’s how it can work with dogs too.

So, back to Fido…..I asked his Mum if she could stop letting him play with whichever dog it was that he was playing with so often as he needed to get out of some nasty habits.
I also suggested that she tell the other dogs owner to stop her dog from playing with other dogs too, so that both dogs got a six week break or more if possible from all other dogs, and instead learned to play some gentle, non physical games using toys and activities instead. And that after the break, they just have supervised walks together with no rough play so that they could both take this out of their play toolbox completely. She assured me she would do that, no problem, and so we booked him in for his next stay on that proviso.
Unfortunately, an hour after she had dropped him off for his last stay here, I could see that this had not happened…… Fido was like a bull in a china shop, going straight in to tackle Hoss to the ground the moment he saw him, and, while Hoss is a big dog who can take a lot, even he yelped out. Next, he jumped on poor old Colin’s back and tried to aggressively hump Ava. He had no sense of boundaries at all, and just saw every dog as a rag doll to play with as he saw fit.
To that end, we kept a cautionary string tied to his collar for every play session, we only put him with dogs that wouldn’t tolerate his behavior and would teach him some boundaries, and then sidelined him into a separate play area on his own when we had a large group that could all play together.
We never ever put the good of one dog against the good of many…..if a dog is a pain in the rear end, the other dogs expect us to take care of it, to take measures to ensure that they don’t have to put up with that nonsense…and rightly so.
There used to be an old poem that my mum recited all the time when we were kids, and if anyone knows the rest of it, please tell me, but the main line of it is “You can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses.”
With a dog, you can very easily tell the kind of company he regularly keeps by watching his play style. A dog who plays very hard and wrestles profusely, is a dog that has practiced this regularly with another dog, perfecting the art of hard physical play with every visit. Those dogs are so caught up in physicality, they very often never ever learn to use their head in their interactions with other dogs, the physicality gets in the way. Such a shame. It’s like only teaching your child to play soldiers and never opening his world up to the beauty of the written word.
By contrast, a dog who plays occasionally with a calm, easy going dog, engaging in activities that don’t require them to be all up in each other’s business, will learn boundaries and respect for another dogs space.
Surround your dog with the kind of company you’d like him or her to emulate, and you have a far greater chance of your dog being the kind of dog you want him to be. Top of the list should be lots of interaction with respectful, calm, pleasant humans………and then respectful, calm, pleasant dogs.
Enjoy this beautiful weather folks and don’t forget to let your dog play in the leaves!

Getting Hot Under the Collar

Freddy & Hoss show off their Union Jack Collars

Freddy & Hoss show off their Union Jack Collars

A client was picking up her dog the other evening and asked me why there were a whole bunch of collars on the fence.
I told her they were nylon collars drying as the dogs had been in the pool, and she looked surprised and told me that she just lets her collar dry on the dog.
Not a problem for some dogs, but as her dog has had hot spots in the past, I shared the following information with her and she suggested I put this out to the DD family, so here goes…….

A few years ago, love of my life (sorry Pete but there it is…..) and lead dog Freddie had a significant skin irritation and some hair loss at the throat. Because he is such a handsome beast and I hated anything to mar those dashing good looks, I took him to Dr. Betteker at Chateau Animal Hospital to see what needed to be done.
‘Throw away that nylon collar’ was his first advice.
He explained to me that nylon can be very chafing on the skin, and demonstrated by asking me to put Fred’s collar around my neck and move it back and forth mimicking the motion of the collar in everyday use.
I felt the tiny hairs on the back of my neck get caught up in the collar and get pulled out as I moved it back and forth. I went home and threw away the collar and hey presto, within a week, his hair had grown back and the irritation had cleared up completely. Thanks Dr. B!
I should have realized that dogs are no different to us in some ways; some humans cannot wear man made fibers as we get a rash or allergic reaction, especially in underwear.
Labs and retrievers tend to be more likely to get hotspots than others in our experience, and even moreso after they have been swimming or even just paddling in kiddie pools.
Last year, poor golden retriever Murphy Ward, who lives to swim, had a dreadful hotspot that started as a small area of irritation at the front of his neck in the folds of his skin and within a couple of hours was an oozing mass of bacterial infection that had taken all of his fur, was deeply irritating and left the poor dog feeling very under the weather. He didn’t want to eat, was too uncomfortable to sleep and he had zero energy for days.
It was the same for golden lab Beckham who had a nasty hot spot, which presented in the same way, in the same area.
Hot spots are fast growing and need to be jumped on ASAP, with a visit to the vets to get the area shaved for hygiene and, normally, a course of antibiotics.

Here at the Ranch if we see the beginnings of one, we ask the owners permission to pop a little diluted tea tree oil on the affected area (neat tea tree oil is too strong for the skin and can cause severe adverse reactions). Used topically only, as it is dangerous to ingest, Tea tree is a wonderful antiseptic and antifungal and has even been used to great success to treat MRSA.
Using tea tree oil is no substitute for good veterinary care however, it can help to delay the progression of symptoms while you wait for the vets office to open.
At home, for prevention of hot spots…….please, think about diet first. A dog whose diet is full of carbohydrates is going to have far more sugar in his system than the dog who doesn’t. Not only does sugar overtax the pancreas, but it creates imbalance in the body that allows for yeast overgrowth, and impairs the immune system so that the body cannot fight bacteria as well as a healthy body can. Don’t be afraid to use medicinal herbs in your dogs food, like sage and parsley; parsley is a natural diuretic that helps to flush out toxins from the body while making Fido’s food taste like it was made by Escoffier himself.

Think of using easily digestible white fish as a protein, low GI sweet potatoes or squash or pumpkin as an energy giving carb in small amounts, and use veggies like zucchini and green beans, kale, carrots and cauliflower or broccoli. Easy on the cruciferous veggies though as they can scour the system and give your dog some runny poop if they’re not accustomed to them.
If you take your dog swimming, remove his wet collar and let it dry before putting it back on.
Dry his entire body thoroughly, paying special attention to areas of folded skin like under the neck or areas that don’t get much airflow, for example under the ears or deep into the feathers on his legs.
Make use of an electric fan and try to blow the dog’s fur where possible to speed up drying time.
Hot spots form often in wet sticky places where bacteria can breed easily. Long hair lying over a sweaty body is a great breeding ground for bacteria so think about maybe shaving your dog in the summer.
I know your groomer may say that the hair protects the dog from the sun, but a longhaired dog really suffers in this Georgia heat unless he wants to spend the entire summer indoors. Think about the poor husky, who is designed for living in far cooler climes, having to wear that thick fur coat around in these 100-degree temperatures. Not really fair is it?
Both my long haired dogs get a shave during the summer months, and yes, like most dogs they look embarrassed for a few days, but that feeling of freedom and levity without the huge weight of hair is so astonishing to witness, that I wouldn’t NOT have them shaved.
Back to the collars though…….those of you who notice such things will see that all of the DD staff wear British flag (Union Jack) Martingale collars. These collars all have one thing in common and this is the reason I buy them…they are velvet or silk lined. We love Martingale collars also, as they tend to sit loose on the neck which presents far less cervical stress to the dog, but is safer as it tightens when the dog is leashed and tries to pull/ back out of it. That looseness in general wear allows for more airflow around the fur and is more comfortable in the hot weather.
The Freedom No pull harnesses that I buy are from the same company (we LOVE this harness for even the most die hard puller) and the areas around the legs that could possibly chafe the skin are also velvet lined.
I am not suggesting for one minute that you toss your nylon collar, however, if you have a dog that is susceptible to hot spots, or you have a dog with sensitive skin, purchasing a leather collar or a collar that has a smooth chafe free lining can be a great way to help keep those skin irritations at bay. It definitely works for my dogs. If I forget to take Hoss’ collar off when he gets out of the pool I don’t panic quite so much knowing he’s got no nylon next to his skin.
Knowing that I was going to be writing this, and that a host of people would be asking me where we get the collars etc. from, I took the liberty of contacting the manufacturers, Two Hounds Design, today and asked them if they would do a little ‘somethin’ somethin’ for any of the DD family that might want to order a collar or a harness.
They have very generously offered to give ten per cent discount on any order…just use promo code ‘ddogs10’ either on line or when you order by phone.
My grandmother used to say ‘Beauty is as beauty does’ meaning what’s the point of something that looks good if its useless?
I have to tell you, these collars and harnesses are gorgeous, but they are also very very well made and effective. The freedom no pull harness is the item that you will see on every single reactive dog or aggression case here at the ranch; we don’t trust anything else to stop a ferocious dog from pulling while being extremely gentle on the dogs’ body. And no, they don’t send me on a vacation to Hawaii if I recommend their collars, I just like sharing information on great products that keeps our dogs safe and healthy.
Check out the website at http://www.2houndsdesign.com (and remember to quote promo code ‘ddogs10’)
Keep an eye on this page next week as I’m going to share our secrets for remaining flea free. So many of you have asked us what we use, so I thought it was time I came clean….!
God Bless and stay cool out there.
x

What not to get for Christmas if ……..

Aunty Pen gives some advice on what not to get for Christmas

Aunty Pen gives some advice on what not to get for Christmas

Last week, while walking past two ladies talking in the supermarket I heard the most awful words that a rescuer can ever hear……”We are getting the kids a puppy for Christmas, Caitlin loves to snuggle with tiny puppies…she’s going to be so excited.”
All I could do was sigh and hope that these doting parents get a dose of reality before going to a breeder and buying some poor little dog to be their daughters plaything.
I am putting this message out today in the hope that anyone thinking of adding to their family will please stop and take a moment before they take the plunge. Consider the responsibility of having a dog…the time investment, the financial investment and the fact that they make absolutely crap baby sitters!
Please don’t get a dog for your kids to watch and take care of unless YOU are going to supervise and pick up the slack when your kids get bored and move on to the next bright shiny new thing, as they all surely do…kids being kids and all.
Please don’t get a dog if you think that they should never growl if they are unhappy or feel threatened, or if you are one of those people that think that all dogs should let kids do anything they like to them.
Please don’t get a dog unless you are prepared for a lot of poop on your floors over the years, the possibility of chewed furniture, sandwiches being viewed as communal property and the embarrassment of Aunty Margarets leg being ferociously shagged during family get togethers when puppy Fido gets overwhelmed with excitement.
Please don’t get a dog if your idea of exercise is a two minute trot round the cul de sac and the dog should then be ‘happy’ to play on his own in the back yard. Please rethink getting a puppy if you think training classes are a waste of time, or that your dog should just be grateful to have a home with you; or if you are gone all day and have after school activities all evening.
Get a dog if you want to care for another living being for the next fifteen years or so…….. one that can’t talk, understands less than ten percent of what you say and gets his thrills sniffing someone else’s butt and rolling in dead stuff.
They are different to us, and if you do it right it isn’t always easy; some dogs are complicated, some dogs are high energy and high maintenance, some come to us with issues.
If you go into dog ownership understanding these facts and you still want a dog, then please go for it, you will never be more loved and you will never know such joy as when you get awakened by a wet nose on your face. Pure bliss….
But why not make life easier for you and the dog? Instead of getting the cute puppy who’s only going to look like that for a few months anyway, why not adopt a slightly older rescue dog?
There’s an old saying among dog professionals…’You never know the dog you’ve got until they’re two’.
Adopting a dog closer to two means you know exactly what youre getting, what he likes, what he dislikes, how he feels about people, food, other dogs, kids, motorbikes…….it takes the guesswork and thus, the pain, out of bringing this little furry stranger into your home.
Don’t get a puppy for the kids for Christmas….instead, get a new family member for the whole family to enjoy and care for. Do your homework, adopt wisely, for personality instead of looks, and your life will then be exponentially richer…… I guarantee it.

Thank You Sir Anthony Hopkins

Less than an hour into Sundays visit Bandit walks with Ava totally unconcerned

Less than an hour into Sundays visit Bandit walks with Ava totally unconcerned

One of my favorite films ever is a film called ‘The Edge’ starring Sir Anthony Hopkins and Alec Baldwin; it’s a 1997 survival story in which the two main characters are being chased by a bear in the wilderness.
If you have seen the movie, you will know that Sir Anthony Hopkins has a much used phrase that forms the backdrop of their very survival.
He wants to try and kill the bear, and when Alec Baldwins character doubts that he can do so, asking how a mere man can hope to take on a giant Kodiak with a thirst for man blood, Hopkins points to a picture of a young man killing a bear on his matchbox, and insists to his companion “What one man can do, another can do”.
I love that phrase. I use it every day, and more importantly, I believe it.
Every day, I meet with people who don’t believe that their dogs can ever be socialized with other dogs, or be around children, or walk nicely in a crowd of people, or whatever their problem is….they cannot visualize that their dogs can break the patterns of behavior that have imprisoned them for so long.
So I have to let them first see that it can be done. Then they will believe it to be possible. Then, and only then, will they get the confidence to go with the program, having already seen a glimmer of what their dog is capable of.
On Sunday, we had the honor of working with beautiful Anatolian Shepherd dog Bandit, who presented with severe dog aggression issues.
During the home consult, I was told the depth of his problem, and as no other dogs were present in the vicinity for me to test his reaction to them, suggested that his family brought Bandit out to the Ranch on Sunday for us to see the magnitude of the issue.
Now at this point, I should tell you that Bandit, while not a 1000 pound Kodiak bear with a blood thirst, is a whopping 130 pounds and has pulled over and dragged his poor mum yards along the floor, dislocating her shoulder and damaging her neck and spine in an attempt to get at a passing dog on their street. So, he was no pussycat either….
I knew that in order to get buy in on any action plan from the family, I was going to have to prove that he was capable of rehabilitation, otherwise they would not be willing to chance another fiasco. And rightly so…..
On Sunday, after a short walk in the meadow to lessen his stress in this new environment, we introduced Bandit, through the chain link fence to Ava, our ‘trigger dog’ and undoubtedly the hardest working girl at the Ranch.
True to form, Bandit went nuts, gave off all of the signals that we would expect, teeth baring, fangs dripping, puffed up physical posturing and plenty of whipping his body around so that she could see how nimble he was…..dogs in the wild show off their prowess at being speedy all of the time. It’s a way of showing newcomers who’s fastest, strongest, built for the hunt, and my Freddie does it every single day without fail when we have a dog in that he might perceive as a challenge. Its more effective than teeth baring, more awesome to watch than any pissing contest, he just takes off running and no one can catch him. (Of course, I have to add rather quietly, that he never seems to attempt this particular show of ‘I’m the King’ when we have whippets and greyhounds in.Lol)
Throughout Bandits’ posturing, Ava stood looking bored to tears, which is what she does beautifully in situations like these, and why she works for us full time on aggression cases now. Bandits family were very well behaved and didn’t panic, didn’t murmur and just remained completely neutral as I had asked them to do. That is a big ask of anyone, and I was very proud of them.
Over the course of the next hour, Kirsten and I worked with Bandit and Ava together up on the roadway; within 5 minutes the lungeing had stopped. An hour after their arrival, Bandit was happily walking four feet away from Ava towards his family, calm and easy.
The family now had complete buy in of their dogs’ ability to change, all they had to do now was to put into practice the protocols that we use here at the Ranch….Watching a chubby, menopausal, forty nine year old eccentric Brit do it, without special collars, choking devices, cattle prods and the like, these people left the Ranch thinking, ‘Well, if she can get him to be like that, then of course we can!’ (They were all younger, smarter and  fitter than me, I have to add).
What one man can do, another can do.
It’s what inspires kids to become Olympians. It’s what compels people to climb Mount Everest. It’s what keeps us going when every single thought in our head is that we should go home, crawl into our bed and shout ‘I give up!’
I’m nothing special, just a regular person like you. I don’t possess special powers, I am not particularly strong.
It’s just that I see it, I believe it, therefore I can.
With your challenged dog, don’t give up. If I can do this, you certainly can…it just takes a change of thinking, a new attitude and a new belief in yourself and your dog.
What one man can do, another can do……what a mantra!
Thank you Sir Anthony Hopkins!

 

 

 

A feel good story to start the week

Toby returns to the Ranch, this time on vacation, and says hello to old friend Levi

Toby returns to the Ranch, this time on vacation, and says hello to old friend Levi

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young beagle called Toby, who had the softest brown and white fur you ever could imagine. His eyes were like those of a deer, soft and brown and warm. He was kind and sweet natured and had a funny bark that sounded like a yodel.
But Toby had had a run of bad luck; he had been hit by a car in Jackson County (Georgia) and had a badly injured leg. He was picked up by Animal Control where they fully expected to see his family come in begging to know where their sweet dog was.
They waited and waited….
Toby’s time was up after a week, and the staff would normally have had to put Toby down to make room for other dogs, but the staff at Animal Control felt so sure that someone must be missing this dear, sweet little boy, so they waited some more. Week’s went by, and no one came for him, and each day the staff grew to love this little guy more and more. They sent out emails and made countless calls to ask if anyone would please take this special little dog who had stolen their hearts.
When no one offered to help, they made one last phone call, to a lady whom they knew to be overwhelmed with rescue dogs herself, but who they knew had a heart as big as Texas. She ran a rescue called Gracies Place, named after her own beautiful lab who had sadly died of cancer. This lady’s whole life was about saving dogs. They had tried very hard not to call her, because they knew that this lady, Joni, was very tired and had no room to take in any more dogs. However, they knew that this dog was something special and she was his last hope…..
Joni went up to Animal Control and immediately said she would take him away with her, and so young Toby hopped up in the back of her car like he knew exactly where he was going and rode quietly on the front seat all the way to Joni’s home, where she had a huge pack of happy mutts who lived happily on a couple of acres in the country.
He walked in the door, greeted all of her other dogs like he knew them by name, with a gentle tail wag and a happy expression, and then promptly plopped down on a nearby dog bed, rolled on his back with his legs in the air and sighed contentedly.
Joni giggled and said to her husband James…”I think they were right about this dog, he really is something special!”
Toby settled in very quickly to life at Joni’s house; he clearly enjoyed being part of a huge pack and loved the food she served. He spent many hours roaming her woodlands with his new found pals, meanwhile Joni set about trying to find a permanent home for this wonderful boy.
She called her best friend Penny, who had worked with Joni for a few years at the rescue helping with behavioral cases, and asked Penny if she knew of anyone who could provide a perfect home for this amazingly unflappable and sweet little dog.
It just so happened that one of Penny’s clients was looking for such a dog and so a meeting was set up at Penny’s Ranch, where Toby wowed the visitors, played beautifully with their dog, Indie, and romped happily in the meadow at the Ranch, showing off his good manners.
Toby stayed at ‘Aunty’ Pen’s Ranch for a week while he waited to go to his new home, and Penny found him to be everything Joni had said…adorable, well mannered, house trained, no faults at all! Penny just knew that this dog was going to wow Indie’s parents.
Penny dropped Toby off at his new home, sad to see him leave, but happy that he was going to get a great new home with people who were just going to adore him.
Less than 24 hours later, Indie’s mum called Penny and told her Toby had to be returned because he was an ardent chewer!
Toby came back to the Ranch, and because Joni didnt have room for him to go back to her house (she had saved another death row dog as she felt so sure Toby wouldnt be coming back) Penny offered to foster him at the Ranch and continue looking for his perfect forever home.
As months passed, Toby settled into life at the Ranch like he was born there. He apprenticed under Levi, head of the ‘Fearful Dogs and Puppy Division’, and set to work helping out and learning all he could. Every day there would be a new challenge, some poor dog who was frightened of people, or some poor dog who was frightened of cars…but mostly Toby worked with dogs who were frightened of other dogs.
His easy going ways and calm greeting skills made him an accomplished helper, but none moreso than with Haley Spotts.
Haley is a German Shepherd who had issues with other dogs and was on her second home when Mr And Mrs Spotts came to Penny for help.
After a consultation at their home, they brought Haley to the Ranch to stay for some work on her socialization issues. At first, she was snapping at every single dog, lunging and snarling, ears back, mean as an old man with tooth ache. This was absolutely a job for Levi and his new sidekick, ‘Toby Tinkle’, as he had come to be known.
After just five hours at the Ranch, Haley was play bowing and chasing, joyful and carefree, a completely different dog. At the Ranch, dogs are used to fix dogs….it helps them because they instantly understand the body language of the dog working with them. In this case, the transformation was quick and miraculous…Haley has had no more issues with dogs at all, and has been a frequent visitor to the Ranch where she plays beautifully with all of the other dogs off leash and fancy free……..thanks to Toby Tinkle, the little miracle worker.
As time passed, Toby got more and more enmeshed in Ranch life, but his Aunty Penny couldn’t keep him at the Ranch…there was only room for one foster, and he was such a great dog, he would be easy to place in a home, surely? Then Auty Pen would have room to help another poor dog…it was sad, heartbreaking actually but the right thing to do…
Joni then called to say that a Gracies Place adopter had fallen in love with him on the website and wanted to add to the dog they adopted last year from the rescue. Toby fitted the bill.
So, Toby trotted off to North Carolina with his new family and Penny and Joni shed a tear as they drove off, thinking they would never see him again. Twenty four hours later, he was back to the Ranch again!
He had refused to play with the other dog, sat in the corner the whole time at the new house, chewed a few bits and pieces here and there and was generally, a right little so and so! After three months of exemplary behavior at the Ranch, this little man was really acting up and neither Joni or Aunty Pen could understand it…..what was this young man up to?
A week later, regular client Pam asked about adopting Toby….the perfect union, it would seem, as Toby and her dog Carly were great friends at the Ranch during her frequent stays. Pam fell madly in love with Toby when she met him, and off he went to her house.
A week later, Pam called Penny crying with frustration. She had just returned home from work, and Toby had her curtains wrapped around him like a Roman Toga, looking mightily pleased with himself; Pams shoes were now without heels and all of her prized designer underwear was chewed through til the brassieres looked like pigs ears.
Hmmmmmm…this was really becoming a problem. What on earth was going on?
Pam stuck at it for another week or so, during which time Toby chewed cushions, rugs, clothing, tore down more window dressings and generally desecrated the poor womans house. Add to this he started being a greedy little beggar and eating anything that was left out, and it was easy to see why Pam decided that this trial had gone on long enough, and was REALLY  becoming a trial!
So back he went to Aunty Pens. Yet again, at the Ranch, he was just the perfect house guest, not a moments trouble, always polite and courteous with the other dogs, always respectful of the house, always patient around mealtimes.
Joni and Penny had a pow wow, and just sat there scratching their heads for hours, wondering what on earth was the trouble with Toby, in all of these new homes? More importantly, what could they do about it?
Christmas came, and Aunty Pen was full with boarders at the Ranch, and so Toby went to stay back at Joni’s house, where he hadn’t been for about 6 months or so. The two ladies were very concerned that he would be a real handful again, being that it was different to the Ranch, and how he had been so badly behaved at three other homes, but in he trotted, plopped down on the same dog bed as he had done that very first day, greeted everyone politely and rolled straight on his back, paws in the air as if to say ‘I’m home.’
On New Years Eve Joni called Penny and said that she had decided to keep Toby because he was just the perfect dog and she thought that he had let everyone know every clearly EXACTLY where he wanted to be.
She had seen the New Year in at midnight, chinked glasses with her husband, looked at her happy pack and asked Toby if he would like to be a permanent member of her family?
He got up off his dog bed, licked her face all over and then settled down on her lap, a big contented smile all over his face.
This little dog had decided that he wanted to be in either one of two places, nowhere else was going to do, and so he had acted up time and time again until he got back to where he wanted to be, with the family of his dreams.
The little guy is staying at the Ranch this week; he hasn’t been here in about twelve months or so, but he ran through the gates, kissed everyone hello, especially his old friend and mentor Levi, and since his arrival has been the calm, happy, adorable hound that we met and fell in love with, nothing chewed, not a cushion out of place.
Clever little Toby, the stubborn little dog who knew what he wanted, reached for the stars and wasn’t going to settle for anything less!