First, I took many classes with a fantastic dog trainer with whom I am still in touch (if you live in Los Angeles, her name is Janine Pierce and her school is J9sK9s); I learned an enormous amount from her and as a result my dogs have long been a source of pride for me and admiration from my friends, because they have been so wonderfully trained.*
The glaring chasm in my skills and comfort level is dog aggression. I am a giant wuss, I completely lose my shit when dogs get into it, and I am the next best thing to useless. In fact, I am kind of menace around big aggressive dogs and their teeth: when my Golden was attacked on a walk by a pitbull, I was so terrified I kept yanking on MY dog to, I guess, try to protect her, but of course what I succeeded in doing was making it especially hard for her to protect HERSELF…duh. (I screamed so hard during that encounter that I actually damaged my throat and could barely speak or swallow for about two days.) When I had Cockers it was no sweat: grab each by the scruff and pull 'em apart. Well, I like big dogs now.
The dog I have now is a 65 pound Rottie/Border Collie/??? that is ridiculously sweet, submissive, smart and strong. He’s just about flawless in all the ways that matter. He loves other dogs and loves to play… as long as THEY do. If he encounters a reactive dog, whether it’s behind a fence or window or outside when he’s in…he responds in kind. It is the one thing I have been completely unable to change in him so far, and it drives me crazy. It makes walks pretty much impossible because he is too strong and he loses his shit and we end up struggling with each other. But I can control him when we bike, so that’s the way he gets his yayas out - he veers toward the dog and I just keep pedaling…problem solved. (Best thing that ever happened to me and my dogs: the Bike Tow Leash. It’s AMAZING.)
ANYWAY… I go into all this to open the conversation about dog reactivity. I do not want another dog-reactive dog. It’s very stressful. I didn’t realize that Preston was dog reactive until he was already pretty much grown, because he came into my home when I had an adult 90 pound female Golden who totally ruled over him. By the time she was gone and he was displaying his reactivity, he was already pretty strong and fixing it became much harder.
I want a second dog now, it’s time. And my heart is yanking me really hard in the direction of pit bulls because I have met SO many that are so sweet and lovable, and they are so frequently abandoned and in need of rescue. I already know that I want a female and I want her to be very young so I can raise her right, but my trainer has warned me that pits do have a higher genetic tendency to be dog-reactive because, of course, they have often been selectively bred for that exact characteristic by assholes. They can be just like the dog I have now: absolutely fine with dogs they are raised with and know, and even dogs that are friendly, but batshit around other reactive dogs.
So my question is this: do you know of any way to test for this in a puppy or young dog, AND… do you know of effective ways to change this before it gets entrenched in very powerful adult dog? Because even if I don’t end up with pit, any dog can turn out like this and I want to avoid it if I can.
Your input very much appreciated.
*For instance, a friend was fixing my back gate, and to do so he had to remove both sides, leaving an 8-foot wide area unblocked between the back and the front; over the half-day that the gate was down, my dog never once set foot across the line where the gate normally is - one of the first things he learned as a baby was which lines don’t get crossed without an invitation, the other being the front door. (That and the recall are the two most important things you can teach your dog because they will keep your dog safer than anything else.) My friend couldn’t believe it. Different day and friend, Chinese food spilled all over the floor. We are cleaning up and Preston is just watching. My friend says “What, he doesn’t like Chinese food??” I said “of course he loves Chinese food, he just isn’t going to eat it without permission. Preston, Ok!” and he nailed it, practically inhaling it. My friend has been telling that story for a month.)