These past two weeks, I haven't been online much due to being busy with dog responsibilities and life in general. For starters, it's getting harder to carry three dogs to the third floor compared to what I'm used to which is two (Buchi who's 6kg and Chooey who's 3kg).
|This is the stairs to the third floor. Twice a day, we would go up there and Rin would wait for all of us to come play with her.|
Note: Please bear with this very long discussion/rant/where-the-hell-did-I-go-wrong experience. Apparently, I have to study one of my posts again entitled 8 Ways to Abate Dog Fighting.
Today, Whitey (weighing approximately 12 kg) decided to follow me while I was climbing up the flimsy wooden stairs towards the 2nd floor. We all know that some dogs can be acrobats in nature but Whitey was scared to death when he stopped on the 6th step. I didn't want to leave him there because it was already a long fall down. So with Buchi in one arm, I held Whitey's collar until we all got up to the 2nd floor.
The Prelude to the Fight
Two days ago, I left Whitey, Rin, Buchi and Chooey playing by themselves while I was cleaning their potty spots. A little while later, I heard growling and snarling from Buchi and he initiated what I call his "Death Sentence". Buchi, whose aggressive issues I haven't fully addressed yet, began to growl at Whitey and bite him!
|Whitey would rather stay away from Buchi than confront him.|
Whitey, who did not want any part of this, tried running away but a persistent Buchi came attacking him. Eventually, the gentle giant (Whitey) let out his gladiator side and attacked Buchi- pinning him to the ground with his teeth firmly gripping Buchi's leg.
I hosed them both and Whitey took flight. But Buchi (one of the stupidest bully dog I have ever met) attacked Whitey again (even after he'd been whimpering in pain under Whitey's firm grip). Whitey was no longer playing games. He caught Buchi's neck between his jaws.
Note: It's not that I think Buchi is stupid, but he really outdid himself that day.
Hosing them again didn't work. I had to pull them apart and you'd imagine how hard that could have been with two dogs in a heated fight without having any assistance and in bare hands.
I have been trying my best to address Buchi's aggression. And so far, a "Tsst" or me calling his name has had some positive outcome. I can stop him from peeing on every single pole he comes across, as well as his humping with those sounds. He also no longer growls at his "old enemies".
I trusted that all would go well with me introducing him and Whitey again. And it was, for more than a week, in fact. But this happened...
I truly had no intention of bringing Whitey up the third floor, especially when Buchi was still recuperating from his limp leg. But he followed me up the flimsy wooden stairs which brought me no choice but to bring him up along with Chooey and Buchi. Rin was already in the third floor.
I have noticed Buchi's tension when Whitey's around. I should have checked and double-checked the signs he was showing. I even placed him on top of the table so as to avoid them from clashing since I didn't have anyone else there to help me if they fought again.
|You could see that Whitey is all about the submission.|
Feeling sorry for Buchi, I put him back down and watched them like a hawk- following Buchi's every move. It happened so quickly. Buchi lunged at Whitey again in an epic fight of David versus Goliath (where David gets eaten!).
This time, Whitey did not restrain himself at all. He fought back and attacked like a raging bull. I was able to pull them apart (with me raising Whitey's entire body from the ground like a mother carrying her pup and Buchi still struggling to bite the hand that was stopping him from attacking his mortal enemy). But Buchi didn't give up so easily. While I had Whitey off the ground with one hand, Buchi took the opportunity to twist from my grip and bite Whitey again. In response, Whitey shifted his weight and once again PREYED on Buchi.
Without anyone on the third floor with me, I could only stop them from doing further damage but Buchi's skin was still on Whitey's jaws. Fortunately, my brother-in-law (bless his soul) heard the snarls and growls and came up to see me almost kneeling on the ground while trying to think of a way for Whitey to loosen his grip. I asked him to hose them and he did. The moment Whitey let go, I pulled them away from each other and my brother-in-law took Whitey back to the first floor. In the mean time, Buchi was trying to attack my hand for holding him.
|And look who comes down with battle scars and teeth scrapes. This is the second time Buchi has ignored my presence in the fit of aggression.|
Things I have learned today:
1. Stopping a dog fight takes a lot of physical energy. This said, I have great admiration for Cesar Millan who's done this with both big and small breeds.
2. Not all dogs respond to hosing. Whitey ran away the first time but he never did so again.
3. Buchi still has a very very long way to go. I will no longer risk having them together unless I am with someone who can assist me if I start correcting this behavior.