Last night Jake went after Cricket, my Papillon, for no reason. Jake was sleeping on the dog bed , and Cricket was no closer than 4 feet from him , and he raised off the bed in slow motion , just zeroed in on her. I said his name a couple times, hoping to divert his attention, but it was like he didn’t hear me. He just seemed to swell , I have never seen a dog in real life look the way her did. I got between them and shoved Cricket back under the desk and got hold of his collar , and he turned that growl on me. It took all my strength to drag him back to his crate, growling all the way, I didn’t know if he was going to turn on me or not.
I called the rescue coordinator and told her what had happened , plus all the other little warning signs I had been getting all day- he growled when I tried to brush him , he has gone from being afraid of Charlie Cat to growling when he comes into the room, but this incident with Cricket was the worst. She said he cannot be considered safe, and said he needs to be put down.
So right now I am waiting for my friend Jamie to get here , and we will take Jake-slobbery, goofy, loveable-and unpredictable-Jake and return him to the Rainbow Bridge.
I wish this was easier. I wish I didn’t already love him , but I do. Oh, how I wish this had worked out. This is so very, very hard. He WANTS to be loved, but I don’t think he knows how, and even if I would be able to break thru to him , I don’t know if I could do it before he does serious damage to one of my dogs. It is a chance I cannot take.
Anna
