That Zoe is officially REHABILITATED!!!!
For you all to fully understand why I'm officially announcing this, you should hear a little of the back story.
I adopted Zoe the day after my Old Spaniel died, I heard about her in a shelter that I dont trust, so I went to meet her, and knew she needed me. I didn't fall in love... I fell in heartache! She was wretched! Shaved down to the skin, with only a plastic bed, no blankets, in -30C outdoor weather (though she was in an indoor run, it was only just above freezing) She was cold and TERRIFIED! I adopted her on the spot. They had no history, other than she was an owner surrender, and the shelter staff didn't even know her name... if indeed it was one (I suspect this shelter is a front for a Puppy Mill, not a shelter at all... they certainly dont have charitable status)
I suspect that she was a Puppy Mill Breeder Dog, kept in a tiny cage, exposed to nothing... she has all the signs. She was terrified of everything! Even, literally, her own shadow! She would panic at every little noise, would panic if she even heard a kid, would puke in the car, would not let anyone touch her, was afraid to eat near people, wouldn't take a treat, and wouldn't move off a couch if placed there... She had no ideas of her own, and was not a dog, she was a quivering lump of paranoia and fear!
It took months for her to accept a leash without a full blown panic attack, and even then she wasn't comfortable with one until we tried a retractable. It took a year or more before I could touch her without having to corner her first, it took 3 years before hearing her bark, It took 2 years before she took a treat out of our hands, it took 5 years (and a deaf dog) to have her stop "scattering" every time there was an unexpected noise, it took 5 years for her to accept anyone but me or my Mom (and even then it was my Sister), 6 years before allowing a stranger to touch her, 7 years before cuddling with a stranger... There are many many more, recoveries, but I dont have 3 hours to type this up, and you all dont have the time to read it! LOL
In the last Month, Zoe has surprised us over and over again... She accepted moving boxes, packing and weird noises without anxiety, she accepted a 4 day car ride without puking the entire time (only on the first day). She accepted teenagers in her house without hiding, she accepted furniture being moved around, AND a strange man (my uncle) holding her on his lap during the car ride!
And the best part is... She has had absolutely NO PROBLEMS adjusting and coping with the strange house, furniture, people and a 7 year old! She's calm and relaxed, happy and comfortable... Doing a greeting dance for my Sister when she comes home from work, giving kisses and cuddles, jumping on the strange couch, exploring the house and yard without fear.
I am over the moon for her! She is FINALLY a "normal" dog!
It only took 8 years
YAYYYYY for ZOE! my little STAR!
I just wish I could be there to see it
For you all to fully understand why I'm officially announcing this, you should hear a little of the back story.
I adopted Zoe the day after my Old Spaniel died, I heard about her in a shelter that I dont trust, so I went to meet her, and knew she needed me. I didn't fall in love... I fell in heartache! She was wretched! Shaved down to the skin, with only a plastic bed, no blankets, in -30C outdoor weather (though she was in an indoor run, it was only just above freezing) She was cold and TERRIFIED! I adopted her on the spot. They had no history, other than she was an owner surrender, and the shelter staff didn't even know her name... if indeed it was one (I suspect this shelter is a front for a Puppy Mill, not a shelter at all... they certainly dont have charitable status)
I suspect that she was a Puppy Mill Breeder Dog, kept in a tiny cage, exposed to nothing... she has all the signs. She was terrified of everything! Even, literally, her own shadow! She would panic at every little noise, would panic if she even heard a kid, would puke in the car, would not let anyone touch her, was afraid to eat near people, wouldn't take a treat, and wouldn't move off a couch if placed there... She had no ideas of her own, and was not a dog, she was a quivering lump of paranoia and fear!
It took months for her to accept a leash without a full blown panic attack, and even then she wasn't comfortable with one until we tried a retractable. It took a year or more before I could touch her without having to corner her first, it took 3 years before hearing her bark, It took 2 years before she took a treat out of our hands, it took 5 years (and a deaf dog) to have her stop "scattering" every time there was an unexpected noise, it took 5 years for her to accept anyone but me or my Mom (and even then it was my Sister), 6 years before allowing a stranger to touch her, 7 years before cuddling with a stranger... There are many many more, recoveries, but I dont have 3 hours to type this up, and you all dont have the time to read it! LOL
In the last Month, Zoe has surprised us over and over again... She accepted moving boxes, packing and weird noises without anxiety, she accepted a 4 day car ride without puking the entire time (only on the first day). She accepted teenagers in her house without hiding, she accepted furniture being moved around, AND a strange man (my uncle) holding her on his lap during the car ride!
And the best part is... She has had absolutely NO PROBLEMS adjusting and coping with the strange house, furniture, people and a 7 year old! She's calm and relaxed, happy and comfortable... Doing a greeting dance for my Sister when she comes home from work, giving kisses and cuddles, jumping on the strange couch, exploring the house and yard without fear.
I am over the moon for her! She is FINALLY a "normal" dog!
It only took 8 years

YAYYYYY for ZOE! my little STAR!
I just wish I could be there to see it
