October 29, 2016 by The Dog Rules
Once Drift was on track with his new feeding regimen the shelter wanted me to bring him over Friday to stay the weekend so that prospective adopters would be able to meet him. I was all for anything that would help get this special boy adopted!
It was a weird feeling leaving Drift at the shelter. I knew I would be picking him up again on Monday. I would have some time to myself. I would miss hiss silly antics and the nose inserted under my hand to initiate a cuddle.
I got caught up on a lot of things that I had let slide while I was puzzling out Drift’s situation. It was a wonderful feeling to have the house sorted and properly tidied. I missed the boy. I missed the walks. The games. The evening snuggles on the couch while watching TV.
Monday morning came and I raced over to the shelter to pick up Drift. Upon arrival I asked how he had made out and was greeted with the comment; “We’ve got to do something about his nippiness.” I know I looked at them with a whatever are you talking about expression. Drift was not at all nippy with me. He certainly did things that were to test how far he could control the situation and I never gave in to that game. In response to the comment I replied: “Oh okay, what did he do to cause you to say that?”
Then I was told the story about the woman who had come in and was very taken with Drift’s handsome appearance. She wanted an active dog because she like hiking and outdoor activities. She thought she might like to adopt Drift, so they harnessed him up and let her take him for a walk to see how they got along.
The woman returned with bruises on her forearms. Drift had apparently been very mouthy. The final act that ended the walk was when Drift nipped her in the crotch.
I tried hard to keep a straight face. The staff members who told me the story also had difficulty to keep the laughter stifled. I said mildly; “I guess that means she isn’t interested in adopting him?”
The agreement was that “we” (meaning me) would work on his nippiness.