My first was my parents yellow lab, Hunter. Hunter did NOT have a high prey drive. Hunter was extremely jealous.
He didn’t care about my birds until he noticed that I spent a lot of time with two particular goslings I raised, they spent a lot of time with me as they grew up because to them I was their mom, Hunter didn’t like how much time they spent around me and started trying to grab them from behind, he’d even stalk them like a coyote. He didn’t care about the other geese or the ducks, just the two babies.
It escalated to the point that he openly attacked them twice. He wasn’t allowed anywhere near any of the birds again.
After that his focus shifted towards the three other dogs. He attacked both our female dogs on different occasions and he wasn’t allowed around them afterwards as a result, he seemed fine with our elderly golden for awhile until Bear started requiring extra care and then he attacked him while he was asleep on the lawn.
After that he was only around us, not around any of the animals. He seemed okay for awhile until I got the flu, when he must of thought I was a weak link and saw it as his opportunity to raise his standing in the pack by eliminating me, he cornered me and tried to attack but I fended him off with an old walking stick. After this he was pretty much only around my dad. Over the years we had tried numerous things to try and deal with his rising aggression but nothing really worked because nothing resolved his jealousy issues.
His life was cut short when he developed a degenerative spinal condition, my parents tried to help him which seemed to work initially, but he began regressing again and the kindest thing was euthanasia.
My current is Tuck, a South African Boerboel. Tuck doesn’t have any problems with the birds or our other dog or our cat before he passed. Tuck’s issue is he doesn’t understand the “guardian” part of being a livestock guardian. Weirdly when he was a pup he was very protective of his goose sister Delphi who he basically grew up with, but after he became an adult he just kinda forgot about the protecting part. The first time I realized that Tuck didn’t click with the job description was when a fox was standing just six feet from the flock and Tuck sees it, makes eye contact with the fox….and Tuck runs down the driveway IN THE OPPOSITE direction barking in excitement trying to rile up the neighbors dog!
Tuck isn’t a great ratter because of his size but I gave him the benefit of doubt by letting him try to learn it from my older dog “Bailey.” He was really into it, having the time of his life up until the point where Bailey managed to grab one and I managed to catch one under my boot, resulting in two dead rats. Poor Tuck didn’t realize that was the point and he took it really hard, he sulked for two days and kept looking at a Bailey and I like we were monsters.
Tuck is also afraid of anything at night and I’ve scared the shizzles out of him several times.
According to Tuck his job consists of terrifying the UPS driver and trying to start drama with the neighbor’s dog, both of which he’s very good at.
Here’s my big softie Tuck.
He didn’t care about my birds until he noticed that I spent a lot of time with two particular goslings I raised, they spent a lot of time with me as they grew up because to them I was their mom, Hunter didn’t like how much time they spent around me and started trying to grab them from behind, he’d even stalk them like a coyote. He didn’t care about the other geese or the ducks, just the two babies.
It escalated to the point that he openly attacked them twice. He wasn’t allowed anywhere near any of the birds again.
After that his focus shifted towards the three other dogs. He attacked both our female dogs on different occasions and he wasn’t allowed around them afterwards as a result, he seemed fine with our elderly golden for awhile until Bear started requiring extra care and then he attacked him while he was asleep on the lawn.
After that he was only around us, not around any of the animals. He seemed okay for awhile until I got the flu, when he must of thought I was a weak link and saw it as his opportunity to raise his standing in the pack by eliminating me, he cornered me and tried to attack but I fended him off with an old walking stick. After this he was pretty much only around my dad. Over the years we had tried numerous things to try and deal with his rising aggression but nothing really worked because nothing resolved his jealousy issues.
His life was cut short when he developed a degenerative spinal condition, my parents tried to help him which seemed to work initially, but he began regressing again and the kindest thing was euthanasia.
My current is Tuck, a South African Boerboel. Tuck doesn’t have any problems with the birds or our other dog or our cat before he passed. Tuck’s issue is he doesn’t understand the “guardian” part of being a livestock guardian. Weirdly when he was a pup he was very protective of his goose sister Delphi who he basically grew up with, but after he became an adult he just kinda forgot about the protecting part. The first time I realized that Tuck didn’t click with the job description was when a fox was standing just six feet from the flock and Tuck sees it, makes eye contact with the fox….and Tuck runs down the driveway IN THE OPPOSITE direction barking in excitement trying to rile up the neighbors dog!
Tuck isn’t a great ratter because of his size but I gave him the benefit of doubt by letting him try to learn it from my older dog “Bailey.” He was really into it, having the time of his life up until the point where Bailey managed to grab one and I managed to catch one under my boot, resulting in two dead rats. Poor Tuck didn’t realize that was the point and he took it really hard, he sulked for two days and kept looking at a Bailey and I like we were monsters.
Tuck is also afraid of anything at night and I’ve scared the shizzles out of him several times.
According to Tuck his job consists of terrifying the UPS driver and trying to start drama with the neighbor’s dog, both of which he’s very good at.
Here’s my big softie Tuck.
