Tigger


Black Mouth Cur/American Pit Bull Terrier
Picture of Tigger, a male Black Mouth Cur/American Pit Bull Terrier

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Age: 2 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Nicknames:
Tig-Tig, Grrr Dog

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mutt

Birthday:
September 18th 2011

Likes:
To chew on the other dogs.

Pet-Peeves:
People outside of who raised him/change

Favorite Toy:
A old sqeaky ball

Favorite Food:
dog food with rice and grease

Favorite Walk:
the woods

Best Tricks:
to hold a treat on his nose for a long time

Arrival Story:
Tigger was a pup from our neighbors litter. As many dogs that we had before we got him, we decided to get another guard dog that we knew would be big and intimidating because of the neighborhood. Well upon meeting the parents we decided to get a male. However, we should have really rethouht it. Tiger, Tiggers dad was a bengal pit and mastiff mix. He was a guard dog but had a sense of humor and was surprisingly very friendly and gentle. But his mom, Buttercup was a chow, shephard and curr mix that has a lot of issues mentally and health wise. When the pups were ready we picked the biggest and brought him home. And thus began a very taxing responsibilty of taking care and controling a large, highly scared, highly OCD dog that doesnt like change.

Bio:
Tigger became afraid of the outside world at a young age. I took him with Koga to the local petstore on his first walk to let, them pick their own bones and to socialize them. Upon gettin inside and checking out the fish area, we ran into a couple with a Silky. I asked them if he was dog friendly and if him and the pups could meet for socialization reasons. Mind you, they said he was friendly and at the time the little Silky was bigger than either puppy. So they met, and the dog went spastic on Tigger when I coaxed Tig up to meet him. Tigger got scared and Kiga lunged. Fortunately they picked the little dog up immediately, but they freaked, apologizing but clearly overly upset at what their dog did. Between the little dog go after him, and the owners' freaking out, it left Tigger so traumatized I had to carry him through the rest of the store and some of the way back home. Tigger has been weary and very aggressive towards other dogs and people outside of those in the house ever since. He can go out in public, but has to be muzzled when others are around. I've never been able to successfully socialize him a hundred percent since his first walk.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
November 12th 2013

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Dogster Id:
1312563


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My troubled life


My best week ever!

April 21st 2014 7:13 pm
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This week has been great. According to Mama, I have made great break throughs. My biggest one I believe I had? Having the time of my life and showing my Mama's friend true acceptance. Im so proud of myself, and so is Mama!

On Tuesday, April 15th, I went hiking with a group of the neighborhood dogs and their familys. There was a bunch of kids with us. I didn't even bother with minding them, even when a few little ones decided to greet me. Mama was watching me cautiously the entire time, but I sure showed her I could be good. Besides, I was more worried about sniffing a leaf to even care about the girls rubbing me. Their small hands even got a few prize spots behind my ears. I behaved myself so much Mama let me walk beside the kids eventually. I really like the woods, especially when theres others to share it with. I didn't even bother to bark at those strange tall creatures with the long faces that some other humans were riding down a trail. They were odd, but not worth my time. However, Mama did catch me being bad when we got back to the car. As she was borrowing the water jug from her friend for my bowl, one of those guys that had rode the funny creatures before approached us. I got defensive, and Mama had to get between me and the man as he stepped within my reach. But I sure showed Mama, I stopped growling when she told me to settle down. And of course, she rewarded me with a good pet and a lot of "good Tigger"s when she realized I listened.

On Friday, the 18th, I impressed Mama even more. She took me someplace she called the "dog park". When we got there, I was so amazed. It was a huge yard, much bigger than my own. I ran around happily, even going over the big wooden thing that sloped on both sides, I believe she called it the "A frame", whatever that means. I even conquered the long dark den, which I later found was called a "tunnel". It took me a moment, but I finally went through it when she threw my ball in it. After that, it was fun to go back through. We ran around alot afterwards, but then strangers came. A big dog about my size ran up to me. I really wasn't fond of him, he was too nosy, but just trotted on and ignored him. But his mama was the worst, trying to come up to me. My Mama warned her not to, but she still got too close. Stupid people. I did all I could as I began to tuck my tail between my legs. I barked at her loudly. She nearly jumped out of her clothes, which was funny. Then I winced as my Mama's shrill voice yelled my name. I knew she was mad, but decided not to make her even angrier at me. And so, I trotted over to her, and smiled up at the awestruck look upon her face. She smiled so wide afterwards, rubbing me all over affectionately. I really think I made her really happy that day. But, what can I say? Im not a people dog, but that doesn't mean I don't listen.

On Saturday, the 19th, I really overstepped my own social boundaries. My Mama's close friend of two years now and his daughter came over for dinner. I have had an awesome relationship with these two, but it has taken two whole years for them to be comfortable around me, and me get used to them being around. However, Saturday, that all changed. My Mama's friend, a harsh and rough man who is always welcoming but thoroughly careful around me, went about his usual way of tip toeing around me. He carried on in a calm voice, and even tried his best to give me lots of pets as he always watched for my approach and how I looked at him. He was gentle, which I knew was hard for him to maintain, but he did it out of respect for me and my anxiety. He and his daughter was being so nice the whole evening, it was so awesome. It was no wonder to me why when they were leaving, I proceeded to try and go with them. But it seemed to surprise them and Mama so much at the time. I like those two, they have been there through much of everything with me and my family, and it still surprised them that I wanted to go with them. I think their just silly for thinking that. Why wouldn't I like such considerate people? Even if they don't live in my home, they still are family, and Friday I believe they finally saw I was trying my best to show them that.

See? For a so called cowardly, unstable and vicious dog, I still have my glory moments where I show everyone Im am awesome dog. I can be good. I can overcome my fears. And now Mama knows it. I know shes proud!

 
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