Mojo had severe separation anxiety and would cry & bark for hours on end, even pooping himself because he was scared when we left to go downstairs. Kai looked me straight in the eye when I leashed him up to go potty and peed right in front of the door, and was just all around rebellious. I remember feeling stressed and upset that these dogs were acting up until I took a step back and realized that they, too, were experiencing trauma. Trauma from being given up on, from being ripped away from their birth families with no explanation, and trauma from being in a stranger’s house.
Since then I promised myself and them to continually work on being a better, more responsible dog owner day by day, adventure by adventure, to earn their trust and loyalty. Training, socializing, and hiking are our favorite ways to bond. It lets them know I’ll always have their back and it lets me know that all our work together is worth every second and moment.
So, no. They weren’t always well behaved or close to me. This bond happened across a span of six years of work, love, respect, and understanding for one another. This bond happened because we put the work in and never give up on each other. Loving them is one thing but having them love me back just as much is the most rewarding thing I’ve ever felt. They look to me for guidance and direction and I look to them for emotional support. Our little family has so much love for each other ❤️