So fuming right now I just want to smash someone. (and I know who I want to start with)
We did the dog shuffle today. Ali went to her foster/forever home and we ended up taking Shadow home to foster. Just like we had planned over the last couple of days. Other then having a vet tech at the rescue center that is terrified of GSD's, it went ok. I ended up helping out the vet more than she did. Both dogs had never, ever been to a vet in their lives so they were a little scared and nervous. Having a helper who was scared/nervous didn't help much, but we got through everything without too much trouble.
It's been a long few days with moving dogs, helping transport, vet visits and neutering appointments. We also managed to get Bravo to his forever home and get our fosters all moved where they needed to be and settled in. (I seriously don't know how my brother and his wife do it with 4 kids who are in every type of activity that exists)
We came home to Cass and Gunnar with Shadow who is the goofiest, calmest, most mellow GSD I've ever seen. He was so cool about everything. Other then being afraid of the linoleum and tile floors, he's been a peach. (He still goes on them, he just doesn't like it much)
I took him outside with our biggest Kong for some fetch and play so he could unstress a bit. I took my pail on the deck with me (I have a 5 gallon pail full of Kongs/tugs/balls and assorted dog toys).
As soon as I pulled the Kong out of the pail, Shadow freaked out. He hit the deck and started crying like I had stepped on his foot. He was trying to roll and show his belly and get away at the same time. I put the Kong away and took out something else. Same reaction. No matter what toy I tried to engage him with, he was terrified.
I guess it kind of makes sense when you consider his story. The lady that owned him (he grew up on a farm, never been inside or to the vet) hired a guy the other day to dig her a hole. He asked how big and what it was for and she told him she was going to shoot the dog because it keeps taking her grandkids toys and running off. She cannot catch him so she wanted to kill him instead. The guy told her to dig her own
hole and took the dog instead.
We ended up with him and we'll foster him until he's ready for adoption.
I spent the majority of the afternoon trying to teach him that it was ok to play with toys and I wasn't going to beat him for it. (God only knows what was done to him in the past) Thank goodness for the other 2 dogs and their love of all toys. We're at the point right now where he doesn't cower and he'll take a Kong in his mouth, walk a few steps and drop it. He's more interested in chasing the other dogs while they play. I guess I'm happy with that for now.
Any tips for a dog terrified of toys would be appreciated.
(I'm also considering the old standby, the peanut butter Kong)
I just HATE people.