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makes sense. my rottweiler bonded immediately with my oldest son, and never once bit him... but he did grab the arm of a child who rushed up to him and grabbed him with out warning. He never bit hard, just got this look on his face like "pleeeeeeeeeeease don't hurt meeeeeee"Cool!
When we got Sturgis... Well, long story short, he picked us. Or me. Since once out of the cage he went to me. The one that did NOT want a dog, and is still ticked to have him. Once he picked us, not a single person was trusted (he really hated the shelter workers. I do too now!) for about six months. The best thing for him was being in the truck. He has peed and pooped across the country, met other dogs and a ton of people. He did that here too, but he got used to it on the road. When it comes to children, yours are too much for him. Duckling is an extension of me, and he sees her as his second master. My DH isn't even allowed to do what she does!
I am sorry you lost it so late in the game. It could be so many things. Including a bad heart.
Wait a second! You are smarter than that! "You're" welcome! Not "your"!Your welcome!
makes sense. my rottweiler bonded immediately with my oldest son, and never once bit him... but he did grab the arm of a child who rushed up to him and grabbed him with out warning. He never bit hard, just got this look on his face like "pleeeeeeeeeeease don't hurt meeeeeee"
He died from cancer at 8 1/2, but he was one of the best dogs I ever had the pleasure of owning.
I got him around 18 months old, and he was a solid 110-120lbs. him and I got into a couple of physical tussles when I first brought him home, and a couple of accidents in the house. The lady always had him in a too small crate (where he couldn't lay down, it was too small.) I got him fully potty trained in a week, and we worked out who was in charge... then we worked on his other issues.
It's why I took him everywhere with me, and got permission from my college to take him to class with me. As long as he wasn't disruptive, no one seemed to mind. lol
this was him a few months before he died.
He woke up one morning and couldn't walk on his front shoulder/paw/leg.
rushed him to the vet, and they told me upon examination it was cancer, and I could shell out hundreds in testing and therapies to try to treat it, but by the time it effected joint/bone/walking like that, it was too far advanced to treat.
he was in so much pain, I had to put him down. alone, with no warning.
The only thing I didn't like about it, is I let my daughter hug him goodbye, and the vet tech was nasty about "almost" letting the baby hurt him when she hugged him. (she didn't hurt him, but they were scared she was going too.)
All I could think is.. they are about to put him to sleep, and they are worried about my daughter hugging him goodbye? ***.
I am glad you learned. It is all we can do!Yeah i know (now) that i had my humidity too high so it didn't make it into the air cell! I know for next time!
Good morning!!
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This morning, we will discuss goose, duckand turkey
eggs
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