With patience akin to a cat's, nancie, on 1/9/2006 3:26 PM typed:
[Nancie's story snipped]
> Your FIL may not yet be able to accept his life changes and is hanging on to
> his dreams as hard and long as he can. You need to get him help to see that
> this dog is not really the issue, no matter how badly the dog behaves, but
> that he may need to see his future in a more realistic way. Hopefully, he
> can change his outlook if he doesn't feel like it is a personal challenge or
> insult to his independence and ability to care for himself.
Nancie, as much as I appreciate your looking for the positive here, I must
disagree with you, knowing my FIL as I do. He's not elderly, just suffering
from late-onset diabetes and the associated obesity of that condition, which has
lead to the need for his current nerve-repair surgery. In other words, he's
fairly healthy given his condition. He would also be *healthier* if he followed
his doctor's advice regarding his diet, exercise, and be open to other
modalities of treatment, but this is an individual who--and this has been stated
many times by his own sons and his late wife--practices selective hearing and
reading. When he has made up his mind, he will not, as the medieval expression
runs, be gainsayed.
A bit of background for your enlightenment: my brother-in-law started talking
about a dog in March of '05. Myself, my husband (his brother), *and* my
father-in-law gave very good advice about adopting a dog through PAWS or if they
had to have a particular breed, Seattle Purebred Dog Rescue. Hubby and I also
advocated they do research into the breeds and choose one *appropriate* for
their lifestyle and family (niece, 7; nephew, 10). FIL seconded this.
Brother-in-law goes out and gets a Jack Russell Terrier puppy from a "backyard"
breeder mid-November. Now, in January '06, brother-in-law is looking at us and
asking us not to say, "I told you so," when we see him and the (cough) household
damage done by the affectionately called (by my husband) "Jack Russell Terrorist."
Setting of the stage, curtain now rises on the main show. Hubby and I provide
the same information to father-in-law when he muses about getting a dog in
October. We do not take issue with the idea; we think a companion, given that
hubby's mom had been gone now a year, would be a good thing. However,
father-in-law's health must be considered: he is unable to bend over, kneel, or
stoop; he cannot walk quickly or even moderate distances due to his weight and
knees; although he is a large man, he lacks strength. Besides us, a co-worker
of my father-in-law provides him with excellent resources for finding the best
breed match for him, keeping these factors, and his lifestyle and living space
in mind. Father-in-law announces he's going to get a Weimaraner. Co-worker
provides him with facts on the breed, strongly advising him that it isn't a good
match. Father-in-law disregards facts on the breed, including strength,
temperament, and exercise needs. Adoption goes through (I agree there should
have been a stopgap here, but...), and the dog arrives after a long trip from
near Vancouver on Dec. 30th. Former people bring no toys, take leash with them,
side-step questions and give a sketchy history. Household isn't dog-proofed.
Nothing is prepared for her arrival. Father-in-law calls my hubby (who has been
bitten three times previously by large dogs) for help in settling his new dog on
New Year's Eve with a trip to pet store. I, having basic canine care abilities
from my work as a vet tech, step in to support my hubby who looked at me with
deer-caught-in-headlight eyes when father-in-law phoned.
This has been the lead-in to the situation we're in now, finding out that the
Weim in question has been socially starved and stunted since a puppy, which has
culminated in protective aggression now that she has a "pack" established around
her. She was with my father-in-law less than eight days, all told, taking into
account his five hours at the office. He's been gone since his surgery on Jan.
6, leaving his two sons and me to care for the dog. He has physically been
unable to walk her once since she arrived. And she has nipped my sister-in-law,
who won't allow her children (his grandkids) over to the house while my
father-in-law has this particular dog.
Bottom line: there is a dog better suited for my father-in-law who will be
able to become a part of the entire extended family, who doesn't have emotional
trauma of his/her own that needs healing. This isn't the place for this young
female Weim--she needs better, my father-in-law needs other.
> As for the dog, who is caring for it now? Maybe the dog could be rehomed
> and your FIL provided with an explanation that will keep him from being hurt
> too badly psychologically and personally. This may be the time to take
> action and "d**n the consequences".
As stated above, my hubby and myself primarily, with one daily walk out of the
other brother who lives closer. We are in communication with the rescue
personnel who approved the adoption, thinking a re-evaluation is in order.
However, hubby won't take action until he has had a chance to discuss this with
his dad--the dog, after all, is his dad's responsibility. I support his
decision, and we shall see what transpires.
Thanks for your thoughts --
--
Deb Kraft
cat.TakeThisOut@eskimo.com
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