Adopting a dog is not something anyone should do on a whim. Yes, there are many times when you get that ‘feeling’ or ‘connection’ or ‘moment’ that tells you that this is the one.
But when you are a part of a family—human and canine (and feline)—adopting a dog has to be a family decision.
In this family, the opinions of the kids are important, but as far as the adoption decision, irrelevant. Although they very much live here at the moment, in just a few months, none of them will live here. Brady will resume his adult life in Phoenix; Addie will return to college for her senior year (after which she plans to travel the world); and Ian will start college only to return in the summers (if then).
They all love Tito. Brady and Addie even voluntarily take him for walks (something I do not remember them EVER doing in the history of Achterberg family fostering). They croon to him and dote on him and forgive him when he has accidents in the kitchen (which thankfully are becoming fewer and far between). Only Ian understands the gravity of this decision, and he’s voiced his reservations (likely because he knows that he will not be here to help).
There is a lot to love about Tito. This big, hunky 55-pound marshmallow is all love and joy. He has never met a stranger. His happiness oozes out at all times, even when he’s trying oh-so-hard to sit still while I put his bowl down or his harness on. His joy wiggles through his body at the sight of any of us, his little stumpy tail going a mile a minute.
Nick calls him ‘Mr. Big’ and I hear him chatting Tito up in the kitchen when they are alone, something he rarely does with our foster dogs. I’ve been smitten since day one when I met him at Halfway Home Rescue in March, having just been freshly rescued off a life on a logging chain.
The cats (which are actually ‘foster cats’ still in need of homes but have been here since last August) watch him but have quickly realized he’s not a threat, just a nuisance. (And NO, they do not want to play!)
Gracie growls at Tito whenever he makes overtures and Tito runs away like a puppy chastened. This interaction has not changed.
It has been Fanny’s reaction to him that has ultimately made our decision. They have flirted through the baby gates that separated them for the last two weeks—at first because that’s how we do introductions here, but then because Tito was sick.
This past week we have allowed them to meet without fences between them. We’ve taken them for walks together and generally they settle down but for the first ten minutes, they need to walk on opposite sides of the street to keep them focused on the task at hand and not hanging each other with their leashes when one or the other leaps on the other to invite them for a full-on wrestle in the street.
We’ve tried each day to put them together in the play yard. Each time it has started out intensely with serious wrestling and tumbling and playing. They seem to enjoy each other. The problem is that even after thirty minutes of this intense play, it doesn’t settle down. I thought after three or four days of multiple play sessions, they would be over it, but they play beyond exhaustion. And instead of this lessening each day, it has gotten worse.
Over the weekend, Fanny finally had enough and began snapping at Tito. I don’t know if each is waiting for the other to give in and neither will, but watching the body language of my dog, I can tell she is no longer just playing. (She doesn’t snap in this video, but she began growling at him just after it – there has been NO fighting, just warnings.)
Adding a toy in the mix makes the situation much worse as these are both toy-loving dogs. The problem is that Fanny likes to be top-banana. Her favorite part of every day is when we throw the tennis ball (I use a chuck-it stick and Nick uses his lacrosse stick) as far as we can and she chases it down and brings it back over and over and over. Fanny would do this all day, so we always have to be the ones to call it quits since she never will.
Tito also loves to chase a ball and will return it a few times until he’s had enough, and then he’ll lay down with it for a good chew.
I knew better than to throw a tennis ball, so we tried throwing a soccer ball and then a huge tug toy. Each time Fanny got their first, but Tito commenced a game of tug with her that lasted (literally) twenty minutes. At times, Tito just lay down and acted as an anchor for Fanny to drag and shake. Finally, Fanny gave in, but I could see the frustration and fury on her face.
While both dogs are sweethearts and both dogs love to play, the chemistry just doesn’t work with them together.
Which means that some other very lucky family will get to adopt Tito and this family will be sad to see him go (well most of us, the cats will likely not miss his enthusiastic overtures).
If you, or someone you know, are in the market for a fabulous, once-in-a-lifetime dog (who still needs plenty of training!), you can apply here. (His official OPH name is Lieutenant Howl.)
Thanks for reading!
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