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Happy New Year from rescue dog BaileyPosted on 10 Jan 2012
Rescue dog Bailey had a troubled past but he’s been given a second chance in life. He’s hoping 2012 will be a Happy New Year for staffies.
Hi friends (two and four-legged varieties),
Happy New Year to you all and may it be filled with wonderful things like liver, long walks and good company.
It has been a good start for staffies in general. There has been a fair amount of publicity about restoring the reputation of the staffie.
For the last few years we staffies have had to deal with the negative tags of being used as status symbols, accessories or weapons.
Actually by nature we are extremely loving and very good with people, especially children. Like any dog we can be trained to be aggressive and to attack but it is not in our nature.
But there are moves afoot to show that at present we are a misunderstood breed and that, given the chance, we are fantastic dogs to have around.
But I know from my time in the rescue centre that some dogs have been subjected to such a huge amount of abuse and cruelty in order to make them “tough” that they can never really trust humans again and so are not suitable to live with a family.
I think I must have been borderline myself. I certainly had a lot of issues when I was adopted.
I never stop thanking my guardian dog angel for finding me an owner who could see that underneath that faux tough, aggressive exterior was a sad little boy who really just wanted to be loved and to be able to return that love.
It wasn’t easy for me or for Nice Lady to build up trust and understanding but we both persevered and life is pretty good for both of us.
But this is true for any animal who has not had the best start in life. It doesn’t matter if they are staffies, greyhounds, pugs, poodles or Labradors, they will all need to build up enough confidence to be able to trust their human before any real training can take place.
It can be done. I do hope all the puppies I saw when I went back to school at the weekend live long and happy lives with their current owners and don’t end up in rescue centres in a few months time because they are too big, boisterous or noisy.
Or, even worse, given up because the family have lost interest now the dog has grown up and is not so cute and fluffy.
Okay, we may not be so cute but we are usually better behaved and less likely to pee on the floor when we get older!
I don’t really understand what Christmas is all about but I do know that Nice Lady was around much more, which was just brilliant and that I was given many more treats than usual.
But these humans are an odd bunch – so many of my treats were wrapped up in paper. It didn’t take long to get it off but it does seem an odd thing to do.
I was given a new, very beautiful, red collar and lead – I look even more handsome than before, hard to believe I know, but true; some enormous hide chews – nearly as big as me; and a large venison-flavour bone.
I’m a bit confused by this bone – if deer pull the sleigh for Father Christmas to deliver all the presents, and I like getting presents, how can it be right to eat a bone flavoured with reindeer? Conundrum!
All for now…
Licks and wags,