There has been so much going on around here with the animals this month. Since our "house guest", Farrah arrived I haven't posted an update on how things have been going with her. I've been dreading writing this post all weekend, because I've honestly been extremely upset about what happened a few days ago. As it turns out, things did not turn out as bad as I had expected. You'll see what I mean as you keep reading.
So, Farrah... the new dog in the house. My dad brought Farrah home a few weeks ago. She is my brother's dog, but he is not living in his home and the place where he has to stay currently does not allow dogs. It is unknown when he will return home. So, for the time we've been caring for her and giving her a place to sleep at night.
It's been stressful and crazy trying to shuffle cats and dogs around and making sure that everyone stays safe. After a while, I discovered that Callie and Farrah got along fine. Callie was not scared of Farrah and they walked around the house together. Farrah seemed like she might want to play with Callie, but I don't think Callie had any interest in that. That was great, knowing I didn't have to worry about the two of them so much. Although, I of course still kept a close eye on them.
Finding help to properly introduce two large dogs was difficult. Finally, I was able to wrangle someone and we took Farrah and Shiner outside together on leashes. They played around for a while and seemed happy together.
Their visitations stopped when Shiner hurt her tongue, however. I wanted Shiner to stay quiet and not get too active. When she started feeling better, I would take them both outside for short amounts of time to play and walk around.
Last week, I began letting them around each other inside of the living room area for short amounts of time. Again, they played a little and seemed happy. But I kept their visits short and limited.
On Thursday, I let them play for much longer inside the house. I took pictures for our last product review and they were both well-behaved. They wore themselves out playing together and then I divided them back to their separate areas.
About an hour later, I went back into the kitchen/living room area (Farrah's designated area) to cook dinner. Soon after, I heard Shiner whining and scratching at the kitchen door and I thought it would be OK to let her inside. So I did.
That was a big mistake, but I didn't know it. Shortly after Shiner came in, something happened and the dogs began fighting. It was scary. You would think that after college and working with dogs for several years, I would know the proper way to break up a dog fight but I didn't.
Something had made Farrah snap with Shiner, and I'm still not sure what it was. Shiner was on the ground with Farrah on top of her. Farrah was biting Shiner around her neck, ear, and face trying to grab on to her skin and shaking the crap out of her. I could tell Shiner was helpless.
What I did to try and stop the fight is probably exactly what you shouldn't do. But I couldn't just stand there and watch my dog get mauled by another dog, so I felt like I had to do something. I straddled Farrah, pulled her by the collar and started yelling at her to stop. My dad was there and he kept yelling at me that I was "gonna get bit". The whole thing seemed like it lasted forever to me, but really it was probably 1-2 minutes long.
To make things worse, my cat decided she wasn't putting up with the dogs fighting anymore. Callie had been sitting in her usual peaceful position on the kitchen table when everything started. Towards the end of the fight, she jumped off the table and began to jump on both of the dogs' backs trying to scratch them. She is crazy. I am just beyond thankful that she was not injured. I still can't believe she did that.
However, I think Callie may be the reason why the fight stopped. After Callie jumped on Farrah's back, Farrah stopped attacking Shiner. We were able to get everyone away from each other. As I pulled Shiner out of the kitchen to the bedroom, I could see drops of blood falling on the floor and I expected some bad injuries.
I did an exam on Shiner to see what the damage was and clean her up. She walked away with almost nothing which I still can't believe. The tip of her ear was where the blood came from. She suffered a very small cut there. I also found two small punctures on the inside of her ear flap. Antibiotics will prevent infection. I also gave her some Tramadol for pain, because I'm sure her neck hurt afterwards. And that's it.
After the fight, my dad was extremely upset. Now, I know that just because a dog doesn't get along with other dogs doesn't mean they are an evil dog. They just can't be around other dogs. There are lots of dogs like that. That's hard to explain to my dad though.
Anyways, he banished Farrah to the garage/barn for the night and told me he was taking her to the pound in the morning. He really didn't take her though, thankfully.
When I finally saw my dad again yesterday, I asked him where Farrah was. She's just in the garage. I can't tell you how much better I feel after hearing that he didn't take her away. I've been feeling very down all weekend... worried, sad, feeling guilty, and just an all around mix of crappy emotions.
While living in the garage is probably not ideal for Farrah, it is much better than the other fate. Shiner and Farrah were not meant to be friends. I don't think my dad is going to let Farrah back into the house again, so it will be easier keeping them separated now. They were just not meant to be friends and that's OK.
For now, I am just thankful about a lot of things. They say when it rains, it pours. I am really hoping it stops raining here sometime soon.