It is no secret to my friends and family that my 17 month old pup Isabelle is a handful. In the words of my sister "Isabelle has changed my definition of BAD!" I have been her biggest defender and protector, I always had a reason in her defense of why she behaved a certain way. I tried to train her.....REALLY, I did. I used positive reinforcement and even a little negative reinforcement (this is a no judgement zone). Nothing seems to work long term. All in all she is a sweet dog, very lovable and has the cutest face (I'm still defending her).However, yesterday things took a turn for bad. While I was trying to control her when a neighboring dog came down our street, she bit me!
OH NO SHE DIDN'T! *insert head roll and finger point with the lips curled*
Every time I reached for her collar she would growl & bite, I had such a struggle with her but was finally able to get her into her crate. I have to admit I was actually a little afraid and my feelings were really hurt. (as were my arms and fingers). I made a report to my husband reluctantly and in shock, his thoughts on the situation? Yeah, you know it....SHE'S GONE!
Bottom line, at the end of the day, no matter how much love there is for a pet there should be NO FEAR OF THE PET. Lesson learned for Isabelle? "never bite the hand that feeds you"
Welcome to “OH NO HE DIDN’T” TUESDAY, a super awesome blog carnival created by Kristi at Live and Love…Out Loud. Click on over to her blog to find out what made her and everyone else stop and say “OH NO HE DIDN’T!”
