Warning: Long and rambling.
Not to blow my own horn too much, but I know dogs pretty well. I’m not the dog whisperer, perhaps, but I do know how to read them, take care of them, etc.
IMHO dogs are like ski slopes: There are bunny slope dogs. Dogs that will always be happy family members, never questioning their role as lowest on the family totem pole. Then there are beginner, intermediate, and expert dogs. Expert dogs can quickly become monsters if they’re not raised, trained, handled, etc. etc. correctly.
Basenjis are on the intermediate/expert side of the doggie scale. I have a soft spot for Basenjis and in my life have had 3. Because I know how to deal with them, my Basenjis were very nice dogs. My ex-husband grew to like them quite a bit, too. He never gave me credit for their training or how they turned out. He was pretty oblivious to what went into raising them actually. I did the “I’m the alpha dog” thing with them a time or two (placing them on their back and not letting them up until they exhibited submission) as they were growing up. Ex-hubbie learned about it from seeing me do it. He did not appreciate that I had done it with my dogs since they were little puppies, and that the dogs basically felt safe around me and didn’t really feal that their physical safety was threatened by my doing it.
So, to make a long story even longer - for some unknown reason my X’s family (X, new wife, her 2 kids at that home, my kids there every so often) decide to get a Basenji. A free Basenji - which is to say a 4-year-old male who was rescued and needs a new home. The dog was supposed to be non-aggresive, sound of mind and body, etc., etc.
BUT…
Can I just say right here that it is EXTRMELY dicy to rescue any intermediate/expert breed of dog
There was a long family visit by the rescue lady. The family “passed” and they drove from Indiana to St. Louis to get their dog. That was this Friday.
The X mentioned to the person who did a house visit that he had experience doing the dominance role thing to keep dogs in their place. The rescue person told him that doing that to the dog he was going to get wouldn’t be a good idea. My X, being the type of person who knows everything about everthing, blew that warning off.
They got the dog on Friday and he seemed great for a few hours, till X wants the dog to get out of his way and the dog wouldn’t move. “Aha” thinks X - time for the old dominance role. He flops the dog on his back and grabs him by the neck. Instead of acting all submissive, rescue Basenji goes nuts. He attacks and bites the crap out of X’s hands. X goes to hospital, dog gets locked in bathroom. “Medics” (the new wife’s term) tell her to “quarantine” the dog. This is related to me by X’s new wife. She called because they didn’t know what to do with the dog. I told her to keep him in his crate or on a leash.
Then today my daughter finds the dog in her bathroom eating Q-tips. (Which is to say they didn’t follow my advice, either, and let the dog loose in the house). Without thinking she graps the Q-tips out of his mouth and gets bitten for her troubles.
Bottom line - dog is going to be put down in 10 days (assuming he doesn’t die of rabies first - not very likely).
Damn my stupid ex-husband for thinking he knows this all about dogs, and not taking the advice of the people who do dogs for a living.
I also have to pit the rescue lady, who, it now appears, was so desparate to get rid of the dog that she claimed it didn’t act aggressive when his food was removed, had great manners, etc. None of that seems to be true.
While I know the dog was probably damaged and was going to end up having his life shortened due to his behavior, the entire dumb chain of events just makes me want to scream.