June 19th 2009 8:47 pm
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I have made my way to the Bridge, if you read my bio you will see how I came to live with my family.
I had a very good life, plenty to eat a warm soft place to sleep and I even got to go to school.
Monday I attacked one of the kitties, bad enough to where he may lose his leg. In previous diary entries you will read that I have bit Mom, I also bit Dad, yet they still kept the faith and continued to work with me. I had a behaviorist and a trainer, they all felt that I could become a model doggie citizen.
Today, I got a hold of another one of the cats, my bi-bed sis tried to get the cat loose from my grip, but I wouldn't let go. When she finally got me loose I redirected my bite and clamped down on her. I hurt her very bad, her index finger is broken and she has several deep puncture wounds, the tip of her ring finger is severed and needed to be re attached.
Funny, but I have never messed with the cats until this week and I have been here for 3 months. Mom had to make that decision which will bother her forever, it's not one that anyone wants to make. Mom was afraid that I would turn on another human and she didn't want to see anyone hurt.
I guess my demons got the best of me and I could not control them, the rescue group said that Mom did the right thing, but Mom still feels bad, she wanted to make me a model of Pittie Perfection. I will meet up with my sister Amber here at the Bridge (I never did get to met her.) and we will pal around together until everyone is together again.
Note from Mom: I have total respect for any responsible owner of a bully breed, this was the first time we had taken one in as a foster only to want to keep her ourselves.....I feel we had failed her, but I do know we did everything in our power to give her the best of everything. Right now my heart aches, but I could not allow her to hurt or kill another animal or to hurt a child or adult. We did not know her background or what demons she carried with her, but we were willing to give her a chance.
I will miss my goofy girl. Sally you did bring joy into my life, and I'm so sorry baby, I wish things could have been worked out. You have taught me so much.
I love and miss you
June 5th 2009 10:25 pm
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Welp, I was really a good girl today, I sat by the door when Mom or Rachel or Dad told me too. I did get up a couple of times but when they turned around I was sitting and staying. LOL! Today Mom and Dad left for a few hours.
I stayed in the house with Bud, Nadiya and Bert. Mom put the rowdy doxies in the bedroom. I was really good, I didn't in the house at all, but boy did I have to pee. So, I did start to rush the door, but everyone was calm and the dogs next door weren't out so there wasn't a problem.
Mom said I have a identity problem, I don't think I'm a pitbull I really want to be like a dachshund. I like hanging with those guys because thliy will play not the older pups.
Well it's bedtime so I'm off to Rachel's room.
June 4th 2009 9:32 pm
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Well, it's been interesting to say the least. I bit Mom because I got over excited with the dog next door. You see I go into a trance and that's all I think about is getting to bark at those dogs, so I rushed the door and Mom tried to stop me and I got over excited and nipped her.
So, it doggie classes for me. I did well I didn't get over excited with all those dogs around and I learned how to sit, heel and lay down. We have practiced that all week. So what happens Dad got in my way and he didn't tell me to sit and stay while he was letting everyone else out, and I got over excited and bit him. The teacher thinks it can be fixed and I'm really not a bad girl, I just get in this zone and I only have one thing on my mind and I go crazy.
I have a ton of toys now, and I finally figured out what you can do with them, play. I love all the toys that Mom gave me. I never had a toy, I did destuff a couple but Mom didn't mind. I get to run the whole backyard, the first time I went out in it I was scared, but now I run around like crazy. I also love to roll the dachshunds as Mom calls it. When she tell me no I stop. Rusty is my buddy we do zoomies around the house. It's really nice having a warm or I should say cool house now that it's summer to live in. The streets were either cold, wet, snowy or hot. I have a soft bed to sleep in, I have plenty to eat and a ton of treats. I feel I died and went to heaven.
I have my next class next Tuesday and I can't wait to learn something new, Mom's going to talk to the trainer about my *problem* and see how we can stop me from getting over excited and snapping and biting.
I don't mean to do it, honestly, and I don't want to lose this great place I get to call home. I'm a good girl and I know I will work really hard to please Mom. Oh, I got to see the vet again and get the rest of my shots and spayed and micro chipped, so I guess I'm a real house dog. Sure is nice after living on the streets and just getting scrapes to eat, this is the life.