baymule
Garden Master
I brought a puppy home yesterday. Drove to Forney, a Dallas suburb, 3 1/2 hours away, in the rain.
AKC registered male Anatolian 3 months old.
Breeders said he’s food aggressive. I explained to them that I trained Sheba and Sentry to sit, wait, and not eat until I said Take It. Im sure it won’t take long to teach Buford food manners. They sure were nice people and I enjoyed meeting them. The parent dogs were friendly and loved attention. Both beautiful well built dogs.
I put a blanket on the seat of my car, sure was glad I did. I got maybe a half mile away and he fear pooped. I pulled over, got a plastic grocery bag and had to raise his tail to scoop the poop. He didn’t like that and fear growled at me. He was so scared. I drove a couple of miles, pulled over at a gas station to get rid of the poop and I petted him and talked to him. I ran the AC for him, he stress panted and the cold calmed him down. I wasn’t too happy about that, but what the heck. When I got real cold, I turned the heat on, then back to the AC.
We got home and he didn’t want to get out.
This strange woman, a car ride that was NOT fun, and now she wants me to get out? This is not my house!
He fear growled at me. I put the leash on him and dragged him out. He fought all the way to his pen. I took the leash off, petted, praised and talked to him. Scared. Puppy had a hard day. Sentry and Sheba ran to the fence and scared him some more. They growled, Sheba snarled up and hated on him. He growled back and barked.
I did chores, fed sheep, horse and dogs. I coaxed Buford into the shelter, put his food in it and let him eat. While I was finishing up chores, the puppy half heartedly barked with a BOOF! BOOF! I called him Boofer, that morphed into Buford and there you have it.
Today I’ve been in and out of his pen, he is next to the sheep and he’s a little intimidated. I’ve petted him and reassured him. After talking to @Ridgetop, she gave me pointers on introducing Buford to Sentry and Sheba. Sentry first, then Sheba, then both. They sniffed, growled a little and were checking him out. Buford wagged his tail, wanted to be friends. Introduction went well.
This evening I took care of Reina the horse, then fed dogs. Carson at back porch, Sentry and Sheba at at the gate and then Buford. I put his pan down, Diamond Large Puppy, with chicken and broth over it, on the ground. I took Buford’s collar, said sit and pushed his butt to the ground. Wait. Wait. Good boy! Wait. I released him, tapped the pan, Take it. I took it away from him 3 times repeating sit, wait, take it. By the second time, he sat on his own. He’s confused, trying to figure out what is going on in his life. I think he’s handling it well. He’s very smart and he’s gonna keep me on my toes.
AKC registered male Anatolian 3 months old.
Breeders said he’s food aggressive. I explained to them that I trained Sheba and Sentry to sit, wait, and not eat until I said Take It. Im sure it won’t take long to teach Buford food manners. They sure were nice people and I enjoyed meeting them. The parent dogs were friendly and loved attention. Both beautiful well built dogs.
I put a blanket on the seat of my car, sure was glad I did. I got maybe a half mile away and he fear pooped. I pulled over, got a plastic grocery bag and had to raise his tail to scoop the poop. He didn’t like that and fear growled at me. He was so scared. I drove a couple of miles, pulled over at a gas station to get rid of the poop and I petted him and talked to him. I ran the AC for him, he stress panted and the cold calmed him down. I wasn’t too happy about that, but what the heck. When I got real cold, I turned the heat on, then back to the AC.
We got home and he didn’t want to get out.
This strange woman, a car ride that was NOT fun, and now she wants me to get out? This is not my house!
He fear growled at me. I put the leash on him and dragged him out. He fought all the way to his pen. I took the leash off, petted, praised and talked to him. Scared. Puppy had a hard day. Sentry and Sheba ran to the fence and scared him some more. They growled, Sheba snarled up and hated on him. He growled back and barked.
I did chores, fed sheep, horse and dogs. I coaxed Buford into the shelter, put his food in it and let him eat. While I was finishing up chores, the puppy half heartedly barked with a BOOF! BOOF! I called him Boofer, that morphed into Buford and there you have it.
Today I’ve been in and out of his pen, he is next to the sheep and he’s a little intimidated. I’ve petted him and reassured him. After talking to @Ridgetop, she gave me pointers on introducing Buford to Sentry and Sheba. Sentry first, then Sheba, then both. They sniffed, growled a little and were checking him out. Buford wagged his tail, wanted to be friends. Introduction went well.
This evening I took care of Reina the horse, then fed dogs. Carson at back porch, Sentry and Sheba at at the gate and then Buford. I put his pan down, Diamond Large Puppy, with chicken and broth over it, on the ground. I took Buford’s collar, said sit and pushed his butt to the ground. Wait. Wait. Good boy! Wait. I released him, tapped the pan, Take it. I took it away from him 3 times repeating sit, wait, take it. By the second time, he sat on his own. He’s confused, trying to figure out what is going on in his life. I think he’s handling it well. He’s very smart and he’s gonna keep me on my toes.
